True Consequences

by Robert Barnes

  I knew once the top suppliers got hold of the coke we had, it wouldn’t take long to indirectly supply most of Richmond. I decided that Tyrone would get $4,000 off every kilo sold if he handled his business. He had two numbers to reach me at if things got major. Before I headed back to Hampton, I made sure he understood how serious I was about the operation.

  When I got back to Derby Run, Tammy was in the shower. She didn’t hear me come in, so I hid in her walk-in closet until she finished in the shower; I knew she had to come to the closet and get her night clothes. I saw her walking to the closet through little slits in the bi-fold doors. She was totally naked with a towel around her hair, and water dripped off her 34 D’s as she approached the closet. Suddenly, I didn’t want to scare her anymore; I wanted to be deep inside of her.

  She opened the door and I grabbed her and started kissing her before she could get a scream out. My hands roamed all over her body as I led her to the bed. She started to say something, but I whispered in her ear for her to be quiet and enjoy herself. I laid her back on her bed and slowly started kissing her neck as I made my way down to her beautiful nipples. They were sticking out like fingers, at full attention. I moved back and forth between both nipples, until she started arching her butt up so her pussy rubbed against my stomach. I quickly undressed as I gently started rubbing on her swollen clit.

  Once my tongue touched the left side of her pussy lips, she started sliding her pussy back and forth against my tongue. I let her take full control as she grabbed the sides of my head with both of her hands and bucked back and forth. Her moans got louder and one of her legs began to shake, so I knew she was about to cum.

  I pulled my head away from her grip and slid up to her face. As I started to kiss her—so she could taste her pussy—I eased my dick into her pulsating pussy missionary style. She spread her legs as far as she could and took me all the way inside of her. We kissed passionately while we maintained a stroking rhythm together. The sound her wet pussy made as I stroked in and out turned me on so much that I had to keep stopping for moments at a time so I wouldn’t cum yet.

  After about fifteen minutes of continuous missionary, I decided to flip her over and let Tammy do some work on top. She slowly moved up and down on my dick as she reached back and massaged my nuts. Finally, she laid forward and fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I grabbed her big ass and held on as we both climaxed at the same time. I couldn’t tell who made more noise, her or me. After we both stopped shaking, we fell asleep holding each other. I’d fucked a lot of females in my short lifetime, but none made me feel the way I felt while I was inside Tammy. I just hoped that this wouldn’t interfere with business in the future.

  When I woke up the next morning, Tammy wasn’t in the bed. Although it felt early, it was actually almost noon. I hopped in her shower instead of walking to my master suite on the other side of the condo.

  After I got out of the shower, Tammy had a full course breakfast laid out on her bed for me. She looked gorgeous in her red and gold Kimono robe. Just the sight of her gave me butterflies in my stomach. I pulled her close and gave her a very passionate kiss on those beautiful puffy lips. She sat on the edge of the bed and gazed at me as I ate my breakfast. After I finished eating, we started discussing the pros and cons of our Richmond project. Although she didn’t know Tyrone well, she wanted me to make sure that I didn’t put too much trust and responsibility in him. To be a young female, her thought process was way beyond her age. I told her the setup in Richmond and how much I was giving Tyrone per kilo. She thought it would have been better to start at a lower amount and work him up to $4,000 per kilo, we decided to keep things as they were, but we would monitor the situation as the weeks went by.

  As we spoke, I received a call from Rodney. He informed me that things were moving forward with his heroin business, but said he needed more guns for him and his workers. He also said that his man Anthony was gonna leave college early and declare for the NBA draft. I wished him well and told him I’d get back to him about the guns in the next few days. For some reason, Tammy had bad vibes about Rodney. She thought he was reckless and only lived for the day.

  I decided that we needed another car to move around in; one that wouldn’t be as flashy as the BMW was. I went to a used car lot on Jefferson Avenue and found me a 1991 Hyundai Sonata for $3500. It was dark gray with a light gray leather interior. It only had 40,000 miles on it and the only owner was an elderly woman who’d kept the car in great shape. I got the windows tinted by the detail crew at the car lot. Tammy’s spring break ended after the weekend so she would drive the Beemer while I drove the Sonata.

  I hadn’t been to Signature Place in a few days, so I decided to swing by there after I picked up the Sonata. From the outside, everything looked fine; but once I got inside, I could see that things weren’t fine at all. The front door was not bothered, but the door leading into the house from the garage had been kicked in. The entire condo was torn apart downstairs and upstairs; it was apparent to me that someone was obviously looking for something. I called Tammy and told her what happened and she immediately mentioned Rodney as a possible suspect. Something in me just wouldn’t let me believe that Rodney would have anything to do with this. He had money for one. He also knew that he could ask me for anything and I’d do what I could to help out.

  I went next door and spoke to the neighbors who were a middle aged couple with one seven year-old son. They said that they hadn’t seen or heard anything strange other than the party that the guys a few houses down had the other night. I called Rodney and asked him if he’d seen or heard anything in the last few nights. He said nothing unusual had went on, other than the party he’d had two nights ago. More people came to the party than he expected, so he had to send everyone home early. Anthony had been in town and he’d had some old friends from Bethel High with him that Rodney didn’t know. Rodney did recall Anthony asking him about my whereabouts, but nothing that would strike him as uncommon. I took all this info into my head as I thought of anyone else who could possibly know where I stayed. The only other person I could think of was Tyrone, but that wouldn’t make any sense at all.

  I headed back to Derby Run cautiously checking my rearview mirror after every turn. I took the long way from Signature Place down the Hampton Road Center Parkway to Big Bethel Road. I cut through Semple Farm Road to get back to Magruder and then I went to Derby Run. No one knew the Sonata anyway, so I arrived without anyone behind me.

  Tammy was sitting in front of the television when I walked in, but the TV wasn’t on. She was a deep meditator, so I thought she was on some yoga stuff; but once I got in the living room I saw the guns laid out in front of her. She had the two Desert Eagles and the P89 Ruger taken apart with three separate towels laid out in front of her. I’d never learned much about guns other than loading them and pulling the trigger. I don’t think I’d done anything other than fire one or two of them in the air outside of a few house parties. Tammy, on the other hand, was well trained when it came to cleaning, loading and shooting all kinds of weapons. We sat and she explained everything she possibly could about the guns.

  We decided that after she got out of class on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, we were gonna start going to the firing range at AP Arms on Mercury Boulevard. She was worried that soon someone would try to do something to us and she wanted to be prepared. I told her that she didn’t need to be walking around with a heavy ass Desert Eagle. She agreed to get a holster for the P89, so I’d be stuck with one of the Desert Eagles. We still had the pistol grip pump Mosberg and another Desert Eagle hidden around the house. I was gonna get a gun for the condo in Richmond, but I decided against that idea since I’d be strapped with the Desert Eagle from then on.

  Tyrone called me two days after classes started back at VCU. Everything was moving along swiftly and the only problem so far was that we didn’t have enough supply for the strong demand. Everyone from Churchill who’d bought small at first were now buying two to three Big 8’s at a t
ime. He only had about two kilos left and he hadn’t even been through Highland Park or up most of Chamberlin Avenue. I assured him that I’d be up to Richmond Thursday morning and we’d get things straight then.

  Tammy and I got some shooting done at the range both Monday and Wednesday; she was a hell of a sharpshooter with both weapons. The owner never questioned us about our age because we spent good money with him buying bullets and accessories for the guns. Everyone was very impressed with the accuracy that Tammy continually displayed. I wasn’t bad for my first time at a range, but I was no Tammy. She shot like she had been doing it since birth. She looked so sexy with the safety goggles and ear plugs on, but it was almost scary how calm she was as she handled the guns.

  Thursday morning I pulled up to the condo in Henrico. I wasn’t gonna bother calling Tyrone until around noon. The condo was in excellent condition still, but all the cocaine that was in the safe upstairs was gone. I checked under the bed where we decided to stash the money, and there was a bag wrapped up. I turned the bag upside down; nine big stacks wrapped with rubber bands fell out, along with one smaller stack. I counted it up and it was exactly $96,000.

  Since everything was moving smoothly, I decided not to call Tyrone at all until I was heading back down 64 East towards Hampton. I left the six kilos that I’d brought with me and took the money to the car. I hadn’t been in Richmond for even an hour before I was heading back home.

  I called Tyrone, told him everything was good at the condo and informed him that I’d left him something that would help him out. I let him know that I’d be back around Monday but if he needed me sooner, he could hit me on one of my numbers. I called Tammy next and told her to get in touch with Trey and let him know that we’d be headin’ that way this weekend.

  4

  I decided to take Tammy to D.C. Friday morning. We got into D.C. about 8 pm and I surprised Tammy and took her to the outdoor ice skating rink on 9th Street. My brother Cory was still at the University of Maryland and he’d told me about all the spots in Maryland and D.C. to take a female to. We had a ball falling all over the ice and laughing at everyone else falling just as much as us. After we left the ice skating rink, we headed out to Georgetown to have dinner by the water at one of the seafood restaurants, and instead of trying to drive back, we decided to get a hotel at the Marriot in Alexandria just outside of D.C.

  The next morning we went to Pentagon City Mall and spent a few thousand, mostly on clothes and shoes for Tammy. I had a few friends I wanted to visit in Prince George County, Maryland but we wouldn’t have time to visit my brother Cory at the University of Maryland campus if we went to visit my friends. I hadn’t spoken to Cory since around Christmas break when he came home right before I moved out. He had no idea what his lil brother was into now. I called him just before we got off the exit to the University to make sure he was in his dorm. Luckily, it was the weekend and nothing big was going on at the time.

  He met us outside on the side of his dorm and showed us where we could park. I introduced him to Tammy and we went inside to chill for a while. The dorm was set up like suites, with two people occupying each suite. There were eight people total in the area Cory stayed in. Of course everybody was gazing at Tammy from the minute she hit the door. We drank some Corona’s and got caught up on everything that each of us was up to. I could always talk to Cory about anything, because his brain worked like a computer. He knew that I had stepped out into the real world and that I was making things happen. We talked for a few hours, and then I decided it was time to head to NY and handle business.

  I gave my brother $4,000 and told him to send my sista a grand in Delaware. Me and Angie had always been cool because our birthdays were three days apart, but she’d always had a big mouth. I couldn’t go visit her without the entire family knowing my business. I exchanged new numbers with Cory and told him not to hesitate to call me if he needed anything. He told me to be safe no matter what and to call anytime I wanted to talk.

  Tammy and I headed up 95 North with about $140,000 in the trunk. We called Trey as planned as soon as we hit the New Jersey Turnpike. He wanted us to meet him off Exit 11, close to Plainfield, New Jersey.

  We pulled up in a nice upper middle class neighborhood with homes that looked like they were every bit of 4,000 square feet. Trey was standing outside of a nice tri-level brick home on a quiet cul de sac. We parked and went inside to find out that the only thing furnished in the entire house was one of the five bedrooms. He explained that his realtor had just closed on the deal last week, so he hadn’t had time to furnish the home yet. I didn’t ask, but I knew from the size of the house and yard that it had cost well over $500,000.

  I went to the car and brought in the bag with the $140,000 in it. The backyard had a deck along the entire length of the home, so Trey and I sat back and talked for a few hours. Tammy went to sleep in Trey’s only furnished room while we talked over some important business. I spoke to him about something that I needed to get off my chest. I told him how valuable his sista was to everything I had obtained thus far. I explained how my feelings were changing from her being a business partner to her being my partner on every level.

  He listened to me vent for a while and then he inhaled deeply before he began to speak. He started with a little background info about their family, the Armstrongs. Their father’s name was Sean and he’d ran with a group of thugs in the ‘70’s and ‘80’s who were known as the Black Assassins. He did everything illegal under the sun from robbing, killing, stealing, to whatever else he could get into; he’d also been a womanizer. The only siblings with the same mother were the twins. Mr. Armstrong only wanted boys, so he scared all of their mother’s into letting him raise his boys.

  In 1974, he met Tammy’s mother Noriko who was visiting NY with her family from Japan. Noriko ended up falling for Mr. Armstrong, so she stayed in NY with some of her extended family outside of Queens. She became pregnant within months, but she didn’t have an extended visa to stay in the country. Mr. Armstrong married her so she could stay in the country and Tammy was born in the summer of ‘75.

  Her father wasn’t happy at all with the fact that his child was a girl. He could handle boys, but girls were something else. He physically and mentally abused Noriko mainly for the fact that she’d had a girl and not a boy. After a few years of abuse, Noriko decided that she could no longer take it and fled alone in the middle of the night. For the next ten years, Tammy got the cold shoulder from her father, but her brothers showered her with unconditional love. Their father was never really around much and when he was, he was drinking heavily. Reggie was more of the father figure to everyone than their father was.

  One night in the summer of ‘88, Reggie woke up and caught his father sneaking into the room, naked, where Tammy was fast asleep. By the time the rest of the boys woke up, Reggie was unmercifully beating the blood out of his father. He threw Mr. Armstrong out of the house and he never returned.

  Years later, Tammy’s mother remarried a white guy in the Air Force. She always wrote Tammy and let her know that she could come to live with her whenever she was ready. Not too long after Tammy tried to commit suicide, she decided to go live with her mother. Trey’s reason for letting me in on that history was his way of indirectly letting me know that Tammy’s heart was not something to play around with.

  I finished the convo by assuring him that I felt something that I’d never felt before, every time I was in his sista’s presence. His last words of wisdom were that love and business couldn’t co-exist equally. Either you were to concentrate more on business or more on love, but you couldn’t do both at the same pace. I knew that someday I’d have a big decision to make.

  We ended up talking about everything from crime to politics that night, but nothing could take my mind off of the conversation we’d had about Tammy. Her beauty was her wall that was very, very hard to penetrate. I knew that over time, that wall would become fragile and I wasn’t sure if I was prepared to deal with the fragile Tammy.
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  The next morning Trey cooked a small breakfast for Tammy and I so we would be wide awake for the trip home. We were gonna head out around noon since Tammy had classes the next day. Before leaving, Trey gave me four regular size suitcases with false bottoms in them and he showed me how they worked. Each suitcase could hold twelve kilos of cocaine on the bottom. As we loaded them into the back of the BMW, Trey told me that there were twenty-five kilos within the suitcases. From then on, they would be used for our transporting purposes. We left right after, and Tammy drove for a few hours, then I drove us the rest of the way home. During the ride, we discussed everything except the fact that we were falling in love with one another.

  5

  Things really started to take off in Richmond over the next couple of weeks. Tyrone was doing a hell of a job networking with the many dealers throughout Richmond. We were doing about five kilos per week on a constant basis and all I had to do was travel to the condo in Henrico once a week and keep the supply up. Tyrone was making more money in a week than he would’ve made in almost a year at a job in his college field.

  Tammy started searching the different newspapers for business opportunities so we could do something with all the money we were getting. In the meantime, I made sure my brother’s and sistas were getting money in the mail every two weeks. Tammy and I also began sleeping in the same bed at night instead of separate suites around this time. Our relationship had progressed to the point that we both considered ourselves a couple now. At least two days out of the week, Tammy and I started going to the Newport News Park near Ft. Eustis Boulevard. She was a city girl, so nature trails and horses were new to her. We would walk the trails for miles holding hands and discussing what we thought the future held for us. We continued going to the shooting range and also became full members at Bally’s gym in the Riverdale shopping area. Everything was going great! Around the same time, the summer of ‘95 was a few weeks away and my little brother Andre would be graduating from Tabb High School.