Persia gave in and kissed me, feeling her soft lips, only made me want to kiss her more.
Grabbing her by her neck, I kissed her passionately. We were both so into the kiss, that a nigga forgot the damn light turned green. Laughing I pulled off and continued to Grams house. My ass was hungry as fuck and the only thing I ate this morning was Persia’s pussy. I slipped my hand under her dress and played with her pussy until we made it to Grams crib.
PERSIA
We soon pulled up to Grandma Barbra's house just as Turk and his little friend were getting out the car.
“Which one is this nigga?” Ramses bluntly stated.
"Man this is Monica, one of the twins from the party at Turbo's the other night. I would have brought both of their asses but Monica looks a lil classier and you know grams don’t play that shit. She’s constantly gets on my ass now about settling down, I’m only twenty-four, fuck I look like?”
“Hey Tone.”
Turks lil friend said eyeing my man a lil too hard for my taste. When he didn’t reply she looked at me and rolled her eyes. Was it something that I was missing? Did this bitch need her ass beat today or nah?
Ramses came up behind me and kissed my neck, “She’s a hoe, don’t mind her baby. Let’s go inside.”
As soon as we all stepped foot in the house the aroma of food smacked us in the face. It smelled so good my stomach instantly started growling. Barbra's maid must have told her we arrived because she came out the kitchen with her hands still in oven mittens.
“If y’all don’t come over here and give me a hug right na,” she said extending her arms.
“My God Persia, you are glowing baby and ya putting on some weight too, what is my grand baby doin to ya child?”
Turk busted out laughing, “Look like he’s going balls deep Grams.”
“What in the hell you just say boy? and under my roof?
“I said he’s going balls deep,” Turk repeated nonchalantly.
Ramses was over there laughing like the shit was funny. Knocking him upside his head, she laughed a little and stared at him.
“When are you gone change baby, looking at Monica and rolling her eyes, she shook her head. And when are you going to stop bringing these nasty heffas in my home, you bring somebody that’s wifey material here not somebody you going "Balls deep in.”
Everybody including the maid laughed instead of Monica, she just stood there mean mugging everybody. I even laughed a little harder so she could hear me.
“Where is Briana and Adonis Ms. Barbara?” I asked.
“Child I told you to call me grandma or Barbara, and I don’t know, shit. In one of these rooms, doing God knows what. Bri was helping me cook, when Adonis came in here, he picked that child up and took her somewhere. Haven’t seen them since and that was two hours ago.”
“My nigga,” Turk said while nodding his head.
“Since you’re here, come in here and help me finish the rest of this food.” I didn’t hesitate, I kissed my baby and went into the kitchen with Grams to finish the food.
ADONIS
“Them niggas can’t dunk for shit,” I said as me and Nino watched the Heat and Lakers game.
The Lakers were starting to piss me off. We were downstairs in Grams’ basement or the “Men's den” as I called it. Shit was like a mini mansion down here, we laced Grams right. We gave her a mini mansion because she was by herself. We stopped by from time to time, so that she didn’t feel lonely or she would be at our house. Shit our cribs were ten times bigger than her mansion so sometimes it was like she wasn’t even there in my opinion. The basement had an arcade section, a bar, and a theater with a stripper pole off to the side. The pole came with the house, I would never bring a hoe to Grams house, that shit was disrespectful.
“Yeah, you’re right Wolf, they ain’t on their A game tonight, these niggas is slackin'.”
Looking at this nigga, I remembered what Bri told me, and my blood started to boil.
“Yo, why the fuck was you at Briana's job waiting for her?” I said while turning the game off. I swear, if he said one wrong thing, I was putting two in this nigga’s head. Family or not.
“Man, I was fucking with one of the nurses up there, you know how half of them are hoes. When I saw Briana, I got out and tried to hug her, it was nothing man for real.”
“I know the majority of the nurses up there nigga, what’s that bitch name? Who are you collecting panties from up there mothafucka? Speak?” I demanded.
“Man, it’s a new nurse that just got hired up there named Tonya , I don’t collect her panties yet but I will,” he stuttered.
“Why the fuck you hug Briana, don’t be hugging my bitch when I’m not around. Are you trying to get killed?” I asked seriously.
“Nah cuzzo, it’s nothing like that, I was just being friendly. I don’t look at Briana like that because she not my type,” he said while avoiding eye contact.
Deep down Nino was scared shitless right about now but he had to keep his composure. If he broke a sweat, Adonis would see the first sweat bead and antagonize him more. Nino was the type to crack under pressure. He prayed that Adonis didn’t ask any more questions.
“Aight nigga, don’t get fucked up,” I'll kill a nigga over her, family or not. I put emphasis on family so this nigga understood where I was coming from.
As soon as I was about to say something, else Ramses and Turk came down with beers.
“Wassup Adonis, sup fat ass?” Turk greeted us and sat down.
“Give the nigga a break damn Turk, bullying ass nigga,” Ramses said laughing.
Shaking my head, I opened my beer and took a sip.
“Aight niggas so we need to talk business,” Turk mentioned getting straight to the point.
“Pops is sending in eighty kilos of pure uncut cocaine, the drop will be made in Houston at one of our Coca-Cola warehouses on Wednesday Morning at six. It'll all be delivered and brought underground from the main tunnel. Each team will come at different times to pick up about ten kilos each. The rest stays in the tunnel until they need to re-up again. This will bring in about fifty million off top. It’s about to be autumn so this shit is about to go crazy.
I spoke with our teams in New York, St. Louis and California; everybody’s been ready so we’re leaving Tuesday morning. Our team of niggas will be there before us, to get their shit. They’ll be heading back here before twelve. We got police officers on the highways to make sure they make it back here without any problems. Everything understood niggas?” Turk finished.
“I won’t be going on this trip; I got loose ends to tie up with the Ivan situation. I’ve been tapping into Persia's phone. This bitch nigga asked her for 2,000 dollars so that he could get away. Her being the softy that she is, she’s giving it to him tomorrow. While she’s there, I’m gone show up and surprise their ass and finish the job for pops.”
“Damn nigga, I don’t know what the fuck I’d do if Briana was still in contact with her ex. I’m a crazy ass mothafucka. This whole city would get turned upside-down,” I stated honestly.
“That’s why I don’t wife bitches, these hoes ain’t loyal. I fuck em and dodge em,” Turk said laughing.
“Just wait Turk, you’re gone find a bitch worth tying down one of these day. You’re gone realize that at the end of the day, none of these hoes are worth one good female that'll be there to hold you down through thick and thin. Just like you said, these hoes ain’t loyal. That’s because they're hoes. But if you find one good woman you’ll be set for life my nigga,” I said.
“Damn nigga is you pussy whipped? The player himself is giving advice like this. Give me somebody like Briana then.”
“I’m sorry my dude, but that right there is a rare breed; she’s one of a kind, it ain’t too many like her. You gotta search high and low for some shit like that,” I laughed.
“One day, but for right now I’m gone continue to dip and dab in pussy as I please.”
“And once you find that girl Turk, don’t let her go. Shit,
I can’t get enough of Persia,” Ramses said.
“Maybe that's why her ass is thick and glowing, shit she must be pregnant,” Turk mentioned while turning back on the game.
Ramses ain’t say shit but he smiled. He hoped Persia was pregnant. That would give Grams something to do and would fix the cold side of Ramses that Persia wasn’t able to get to just yet.
We were both in our thirties and had the world in our hands. I myself just needed to do a couple more things before I had children. Right now Briana and I weren’t doing anything to prevent a pregnancy, I pulled out late a couple times but she informed me that it was okay because she wasn’t ovulating at that time; whatever the fuck that meant.
“So that leaves me and you then Adonis, our flight leaves Tomorrow morning. Then we come back later Tomorrow night.”
“Aight Turk, good looking, you’re doing a good job setting up these meetings. I see a promotion in the near future,” I said. Turk was really stepping up to the plate, whatever me and Ramses needed, he got it done. That’s why I trusted him so much with my business. After me and Ramses retired, I saw him taking over the throne.
“A promotion? How does he get a promotion, yet I still get paid the same little amount of money every week. That shit ain’t fair Adonis and you know it.”
“Bitch, you don’t work as hard as I do that’s why, you’re complaining, yet you never do shit. We almost were caught yesterday because of yo ass. You’re not a killer, you not even fucking worthy of being in this business, you only got put on because you’re family. The whole time we been talking about business yo fat ass was on your phone not even paying attention. Who are you texting over there anyway? I know it can’t be no hoes, because we all know yo ass ain’t got those,” Turk yelled.
Before Nino could respond to Turk, Persia and Bri came down stairs to tell us that dinner was ready.
BRIANA
We all sat down at the huge table and stared at the food as we waited for Adonis to say grace. I can’t lie Ms. Barbara cooked her ass off. There was collard greens, corn bread, fried chicken, candy yams, macaroni and mashed potatoes. For desert, there was peach cobbler and her famous chocolate cake that everyone loved.
“Na, who’s gone say grace before we dig in?” Barbra asked.
No one answered.
“If nobody says grace then you know I will and y’all know I pray for a long time.”
“I’ll say grace grams,” Adonis interrupted.
“Now everybody bow ya heads ya hear,” she said.
Everyone did as they were told and the room grew quiet.
“Heavenly Father, bless this food, and bless our friends and family who’ve come to dine with us today. Amen. Let’s dig in"
All the men started digging into the food like savages.
“Adonis, I know I raised your ass to say a better grace than that.”
“Grams, I prayed, I’m hungry as hell, you know I can’t sit here and say grace like I’m reading a damn essay. You should have gotten Nino's ass to say grace, I’m sure he’s more thankful than I am.”
Turk busted out laughing, Nino on the other hand didn’t say a word. Sometimes I felt sorry for him. Maybe if he did something to his face with all that acne, he wouldn’t be so bad looking. Sometimes I would try to intervene and take up for Nino but Adonis told me not to because Turk's and Nino's beef go way back. He said it’s something I wouldn’t understand. After that I stopped.
Barbra let it go and we all started eating.
“So what is it that you actually do Monica? I want to know why my grandson actually brought you to my home.”
“Honestly Grams, she said she was hungry so I brought her, free food,” Turk interrupted stuffing chicken in his mouth. I honestly never knew what was going to come out his mouth; he was so unpredictable.
“Well, I’m a cashier at Wal-Mart. I met Turk while he was buying condoms in my line. Once my twin sister and I saw him we knew we had to have him.”
“What do you actually mean by we?” Barbara said while putting her fork down. Turk took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
“Man, didn’t I tell yo ass not to say shit, I told you to eat so that I could take you home.”
Monica being unfazed by Turk’s yelling she continued.
“Well, by we, I mean my twin sister; we share Turk. He likes it that way and we don’t have a problem with it either.”
Barbra choked on her food while everyone laughed their asses off. Turk tried to put on a front and act like he was embarrassed but we knew he wasn’t. He liked being the center of attention; he was something else.
I looked at Adonis; all he did was smile, and shake his head while stuffing his face.
Monica seemed proud to even be here with us and with Turk. I prayed for her because she was a product of her environment. She was a cute girl but decided to live a whorish lifestyle. I heard stories about what her and her sister did, they were real gutta and dirty. I couldn’t understand why Turk even fucked with bitches like that. I promised myself I was going to find somebody to match him up with.
“Okay, let’s change the subject because this is getting out of hand, Nino baby you look like you dropped a couple of pounds. How much do you weigh now suga?
“Well granny I have been trying to work out. I weigh 365 pounds as of yesterday,” Nino spoke proudly.
“Damn nigga you weigh a whole damn year,” Turk boasted.
“Turk watch your damn mouth,” Barbra yelled trying to contain her laughter.
Turk shrugged and told Ramses to pass him the macaroni. Everyone continued to eat and converse for a while before we were all stuffed. After the men were done, Persia and I helped Barbara clean the kitchen and the table off while Monica was with the men. I’m sure that was the closest she had ever gotten to Ramses and Adonis so she was star struck. Persia and I let her have her moment because soon it would be up.
“I’m so damn tired of Turk bringing these random ass bitches to my house. That’s what’s wrong these young men now a days. They just don’t give a fuck, these young cats following a different code. That Monica girl in there can be a grimy bitch planning to take down my grandsons’ empire. I doubt she succeeds but you never know what people's motives are now a days. Then you’re bringing her where I lay my head. I don’t understand that child, his mother was hardheaded and now he is too. I’m going to have Adonis speak some sense into him; no more women over here unless he sees himself marrying them."
Persia and I just sat there surprised at how Barbara was talking. If you didn’t see her face, I’m sure that you would think she was some type of trap queen or somebody straight out the hood.
“What are y’all staring at me for? Just because I’m old, doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to get down or haven’t. Before Adonis and Ramses took over the throne there was my husband. Where you think they got it from? Tuh.”
Barbra turned around and started putting dishes in the dishwasher while we wrapped up the leftovers.
“Adonis never really told me about his mom and dad, wassup with that Grams?” I asked.
“Well, it’s really nothing to it honestly, his dad fell in love with some stripper got her pregnant, he gave her the world but she did him dirty by selling him out to the feds. He went to jail, got out, killed her and raised his boys. Once they got older, he gave them the throne while he went to Cuba and took over out there. They’re all close, the only mother figure these boys have had is me,” she said while pointing to her chest.
“Wow that’s deep grams,” Persia finally spoke up.
“Persia, you're really glowing, are you pregnant?”
“Yes she is, did you see how she ate everything on her plate? Persia ain’t never ate my chocolate cake but her ass tore that shit up today. When y’all leave my house tomorrow, you need to go get a pregnancy test and you call me as soon as you see another pink line come up on that stick.”
Barbra was definitely right. For some reason Persia did eat all her food, which was odd because
she ate like a bird. She rarely finished all her food in one sitting and she was gaining weight. Hell she looked like my thick ass.
“I’m going to be right there while you’re taking that test, God, I hope I’m an auntie.”
“And I hope I’m a grandma.”
“Don’t worry, I will tell you ladies as soon as I know. I can't lie, I think I’m pregnant too. I hope Ramses will be just as excited as me.”
“Child he will trust me.”
We finished the kitchen at around 9:00 pm; Barbra claimed it was her bedtime so she went to sleep.
Everybody else was all around the house doing whatever pleased them at that moment.
I went into the room Adonis and I were staying in and saw him standing on the balcony gazing at the stars with his shirt off smoking a cigar. He had this little mini nightgown laid on the bed. I picked it up and inspected it.
He knew my exact size but always chose to go a size smaller.
I went into the bathroom and took all my clothes off, I wanted to take a quick shower and freshen up. Preparing food, setting the table and cleaning up afterwards was more work than you thought.
The warm water felt so good on my bare skin. I lathered my body with the strawberry body wash my man loved and washed every crevice of my body. I quickly rinsed off and got out of the shower. Looking in the full-length mirror, I pinned my curly hair up in a bun and dried my body off.
Once the gown was on, I rubbed the matching strawberry lotion over my body and did a full spin in the mirror. The Pink satin gown hugged my body tightly and barely covered my ass. I walked onto the balcony and hugged him from behind. My nose was in his back as I inhaled the scent of his cologne; God he smelled amazing. I gazed at his back; he was so muscular and covered with tattoos’ I mean they literally covered every inch.
“You smell good baby, you put that strawberry shit on again huh, just how daddy likes.”
He was now facing me. We were staring in each other’s eyes just like we always did. I wasn’t scared to look at him anymore and I wanted him to know that. We kissed passionately under the moonlight and stars. Ushers, “Can You Handle It” came on and played through the iHome speakers.
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