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“Ms. Parks! You’re needed on set. Oh my god! Are you okay?” Madison stared at Carle in the mirror. Her face covered in tears, tears that were for the little girl robbed of her innocence so long ago. She jumped to reality.
“Yes. I’m fine. I’ll be right out.”
“Are you sure? I can tell the director to give you some more time.”
“I’m coming. Let me freshen up please.” Carle slowly back out the trailer while Madison continued to stare at herself. She had to stay a good person. She couldn’t go back to being the whore he father made her be.
Duchessa
I stood in the middle of the subway station, waiting for the train to arrive. I could feel several eyes on me, men and women. I wasn’t new to the game or this city. I was born into it after all. But this would be a new experience. My life was far from perfect but I have no regrets on which course it had taken. I was born April 26th to my momma, Careena Brown. I never met my father .All I know of him is that he was from Bensonhurst. Typical right? Anyways, growing up momma and me live in a two bedroom brownstone in Bed-Sty. Momma met my pops when she was running wild and had a fire in her pants that she need put out. They met in the summer of 1979 in Coney Island. Long story short, I got conceived that July and nine months later I popped out: Emilia Lynn Ricci. Momma never really talked much about him or gave me clues as to what and who he was. But I know for a fact he wasn’t black. What full black girl would have full shiny, thick black hair and sultry bedroom green eyes? Plus with a last name like Ricci he had to be Italian or something.
The train pulled into the station and I stood still as people got on and off, waiting for my sign.
“Damn girl. You sho’ fine as hell” said the bummy ass nigga that was getting on the train. I rolled my eyes. Niggas like him wasn’t worth my time. They either got you caught up in that baby mama drama, or visiting his ass in jail on Riker’s Island. I turned away from him and caught a whip of my perfume. I smiled. Yeah I was feeling myself, made it far in the game, and used what I did learn from a momma to my advantage. She would always say if you gonna be a hoe than be a smart hoe. The guy across the platform nodded at me and held the sign that read my street name, Duchessa. I approached him and shot him a look with my eyes.
“Follow me.” I followed him back up the stairs on the street curb, where a limo waited for us. He opened the door and I got in. The door closed behind me and there was a note waiting for me. I picked it up and read through it:
Duchessa meet me in room 1307 in the Paramount Hotel. See you soon.
-Marvin
The car started moving towards its destination. I sat quietly in the back and went over the current situation. How this Marvin person heard about me and got my number was beyond me. But maybe I was more popular than I thought. I should be with my strict rules and goals that I made for myself the day I decide that if men wanted me so much that I would make them pay a huge sum to get down with me. I was tired of walking the street with those broke down hoes who charge ten for blow-jobs and twenty for actual sex. I turn my whole game around and only played for the high rollers. So far those only consist of drug dealers, a few businessmen, and one rap star. I would only walk the street just to get the thrill and to show myself how far along I came. I had made my move and left New York to L.A but this was a business proposition I couldn’t pass up. I’ve been hopping city to city meeting with clients but apparently this Marvin was some big man in a high place and I wasn’t given any details. So that would be something I would have to find out later.
I stood outside door 1307. I gripped the keycard in my hand. I been with men all over Brooklyn, Bronx ,Queens, L.A, Miami, and Atlanta but nothing like this. It made me feel like the thirteen year girl I was once, right before I got my cherry busted by this twenty-two year old dude who lived next door to me. I swiped the card and went inside. The suite was decked out with flowers and champagne everywhere. I dropped my mink off my shoulders and toss it on the first chair I saw. I made myself comfortable as I waited for my mystery man to show. By the time he arrived, I was waiting for him in my favorite Victoria’s Secret set. My body scented with lotion and perfume. The dark hue of my skin glowing. I pulled the band out my hair letting the curls fall. I shook my curly mane letting the volume of it build.
“Oh my god. You’re more beautiful in person.” I turned around to face “Marvin”. He was a middle-aged man around mid forties, white, and wealthy.
“Well how come you know who I am and I don’t have a clue who you are?”
“I would like for you to know all of me if you give me the time.” He answered back, taking a few steps closer.
“You have the next twenty-four hours Marvin.”
After twenty-two year old Jesus bust open my goody pot, I was away and running like my momma back when she was young. I didn’t actually start hoeing around until I was sixteen. I made sure I stayed focus and stayed my ass in school so I could at least get a high school diploma. I graduated top of my class and with honors. My teachers had high hopes for me but I disappointed they asses when I didn’t sign for up those fall classes nor registered for school. The day I turned eighteen momma took me out for her favorite spot, an underground club. She got us in no problem cause I look way older than what I really was. The DJ was throwing down some hot shit and kept the club going. We caught each other eye a few times that night I knew by the end of that night I was about to be slamming him with that bonfide neck pussy. He was looking too good and he had Ms. Kitty thumping to her own beat. I was walking to the bathroom when we finally met face to face.
“I seen you eyeing me all night so what’s up?”
“Boy please aint nobody eyeing you. Nigga you seein’ shit on the real”
“So I’m seein’shit?” he flashed a smile, showing off them pearly whites in his mouth.
“Boy move.” I went around him and into the bathroom. He followed me into the bathroom and pushed me into a stall. I slammed him against the door and went for his belt buckle. His hands were all over my body, grabbing everything sight. I gave him a deep long kiss and he sighed in submission. At my touch his dick sprang to life. I dropped to my knees and locked my mouth onto him. He knees buckled a little and he was all mines. I sucked hard and steady.
“Damn girl…wha’cha doin’ to me?” he moaned. I wrapped my hand around his shaft tightly and squeezed. “I’m about to come” I quit sucking and look up at him.
“No the hell you ain’t” I squeezed and apply pressure to his base and grabbed a condom out my bag. Quickly I put it on him, and push him onto the toilet. I straddled him and rode his ass in that tiny stall. I rolled forward so I could hit my spot so I could get off. We were getting loud as hell in that bathroom. The door open and two females could be heard talking.
“I told him be betta’ pay me the child support this week or ima report his ass to his patrol officer.” Dude under me grabbed my ass and bucked hard into me. I let out a load moan and the two hoochies turned their head our way. I threw my head back and he twitched inside me and went limp. I got off him and pulled my dress down.
“Like I said you seein’ shit.” I spat, opening the door and walking out. The females were shooting crazy looks my way as I washed my hands. I heard them say.
“I’ll tell you about them mixed breed hoes.’’ I continued on my way and rolled my eyes. Any other night I would have went back and beat them ghetto ass hoes but I was feeling myself tonight. Those tricks were mad cause they was stuck on food stamps and child support. I looked around for my momma. Now I got what I wanted I was ready to get the hell out. My nigga, Roe had called earlier and wanted to meet up so I was ready to head his way. I spotted my mother over by the bar. I made my way to her.
“Ay ma ima about to head out.”
“Where you going?”
“Over to Queens hang with Roe.”
“You gon’ git enough hangin’ with that boy” she said. I sighed.
“Whateva ma you the one to talk. I’ll
see you later.” I headed toward the exit and called him up.
“Hey I been callin’ ya ass where ya at?”
“With my moms. We at the spot on 56th.”
“Word? I’m right around the corner, finishing a run. I’ll be around in a sec.”
“Alright see you boo.” I clicked the phone off and waited for him. I didn’t care what momma said about Roe. He was good to me. Took me out and gave me money so I could get my own spot. Of course he doesn’t get the goodies for free either. He knew the game. My shit was golden. We both knew it that’s why he gives me the money to stay around. I’ll tell any nigga at the beginning I can do much better and if you want me to stay around then make me happy. Speaking of being happy, I couldn’t wait until Lucci got back into town. He was on tour now and his rap game was blowing up big. With him I always got the V.I.P treatment wherever we went. Before Roe pulled up, I heard his loud ass music. His escalade pulled up. When I open the door, a cloud of weed smoke hit me.
“Damn nigga knock me on my ass with all that shit.” I said, climbing in to the car.
“Yo lil ass can handle it. This my new shit we pushing this month. Them rasta niggas ain’t got shit on me.”
“Yeah nigga whatever. Where we going?”
‘I gotta make a few more runs and pick up some dough from one of my bitches then we rolling any way.” I shrugged and sat back. I rode the rest of the way to his runs, which were literally all in Queens. I didn’t want to stay over here too long. I had a bitch over here that was hating on me to the third degree. I didn’t feel like dealing with her drama or her mouth. She would run all over, bad mouthing me calling mutt hoe. She was just mad cause them niggas was paying her ass no attention. Yeah them niggas know who I was and what I do. But I wasn’t tossin’ my shit around like her ass. Bitch had three kids by three different dudes. I already beat that bitch ass once and she still kept that mouth going.
“You done yet? I’m ready to get the fuck out of Queens.”
‘Yeah. Lemme go git this money from ol’ gurl and we on are our way.” I rested my head in the middle of my head and looked out the window. Roe was boring the hell out of me already. It was two a.m when we finally got back to his crib. I was pissed as hell. A whole night gone, riding around with this stupid nucca. We blew back a few, had some drinks, he gave me some head then I fucked that nigga, fast due to my ruin evening. I collected my thirty-two hundred and went the fuck home.
I heard my curtains being snatched open and felt the sun on my face.
“Get up you slut.”
“What?” I opened my eyes to see Joshua Joseph Jefferson, best friends since we were little, standing over me. “Aw fuck you.”
“Which dirty ass nigga you was with last night?”
“Yo daddy.” I said, getting out of bed.
“And that’s why you stank.” I laughed my way into the bathroom.
“I was with Roe. Bored me to death. I don’t know. I’m not feelin’ rollin’ with him.”
“You fast ass waitin’ on that Lucci nigga ain’t you?”
“Yeah. He gets back in two days.”
“Whatever. But I need to tell you something.” I came out the bathroom, feeling clean and refreshed.
“What?” I went to my closet to find something to wear.
“I asked Toni to marry me.” He revealed.
“What?...Why?”
“Um..cause I love her bitch.”
‘Well about time.” I pulled out an outfit and got dressed.
“Fuck you bitch.” I smiled. “You gotta hate huh?” I nodded.
“So am I allowed at the wedding? Or you fiancée don’t want my triflin’ ass there?”
“It’s my wedding too and you’re my friend. So I want your triflin’ ass there.”
“Alright I’ll be there when is it?”
“June 1st.”
“Why so soon….she’s pregnant isn’t she?!” He didn’t respond. “You asked her to marry you cause she’s pregnant..really Josh?! She trappin’ you.”
“You don’t know her and I love her.”
“Josh.”
“Em come on now I don’t judge you or all in yo shit so don’t get in mine.”
“Okay whatever.” I pulled my clothes on then let my hair down and brush it.
“Where yo fast ass headed?”
“Hurst.”
“For what?”
“Uh didn’t we just talk ‘bout business so mind ya own” I smirked. He slapped my ass.
“Bitch.”
“Love you too. Let yourself out. I gotta go.” I kissed his cheek and left my apartment. The sun already high in the sky when I hit the streets. The heat was showing its ass today. I walked to the corner and caught a cab.
“Where to sweetcake?”
“Bensonhurst.”
“You sure you wana’ be headin’ that way lookin’ so pretty.” I wrinkled my nose and looked at him sideways.
“Keep ya head on straight and get it movin’” He shrugged and pulled off. I chewed on my bottom lip and sighed. I didn’t like going to Bensonhurst either but I had a thick dick with loaded pockets there so when he called my ass came running. When I finally got into Hurst, the streets were filled with kids running under the open hydrants. “Let me out here.” I threw the money through the open window and climbed out. I walked up the brownstone steps and rang the bell twice. A male face appeared in the window and let me in.
“Ay Duchessa!” His garlic breath nearly knocked me on my ass.
“Damn Martino get a better hobby y’don’cha.” I walked inside and up the steps to Alonzo’s place. I could smell the warm food from his family business next door through the thin walls. I pushed open the door and went inside. “Alonzo?” He laid upon the bed, in nothing except his boxers, smoking a cigar.
“Ah bellisma. Come in. Come in. Get naked and sit astride the chair please.” He wheezed. I did as he asked. For extra measures, I shook and teased my hair so it fell in that sexy bed head mode. “Body so smooth like silk with nipples that tease me. Not like Claudia.” Claudia was his fat ball breaker wife. She borne him four kids all boys and Alonzo didn’t want to touch her anymore since she fulfilled her purpose. I listen to him compare me to her, while he jerked himself off. I would then play my part.
“Aww baby would Claudia do this?” I crooned, opening my legs, giving him wide clear view of the goods. I dip the tip of my index finger in my pussy and swirled it.
“No.” he jerked faster.
“Would Claudia touch her nipples like these?” I grabbed one of my breasts roughly and pinched the nipples.
“Noo” he moaned.
“Would Claudia do this?” I got off the chair and hopped onto the bed where I took him into my mouth to finish the job he started.
“Ahh Duchessa what you do me.” He murmured. I slammed his ass good with my bangin’ ass neck game. He squealed like a pig and came all over my hand. I shook my head.
“That’s gonna be extra. You finish wayy to early.”
“So sorry. I will make it up to you I swear.” I got off the bed and went into the side bathroom to clean. I dried my hands and came back into the room.
“You promise?”
“Si Si.”
“Good.” I turned away from him and slowly got dressed.
“Why must you tease me so?”
“You wouldn’t love me if I didn’t.” I shook my hair out and headed towards the door. “You better get back to the business before your wife comes lookin’ for you.” I flashed a smile and headed back downstairs, stopping by Martino with my hand out.
“Eccovi qui.” He put the envelope in my hand. I took my envelope and walked out the door.
The music was thumping and Lucci’s voice was flowing from the speakers. Everybody was feeling him. I stood in the V.I.P area and look down at him. I couldn’t wait to get back and hop on that dick and ride it. Since we last got together I been feenin’ for his ass big time. It was something about him having the dough and actually caring
for me that had me so hot in the pants.
“ HOLLA!!” Lucci yelled to the crowd and the groupies yelled back. I turn my attention to the hoes at the front of the stage, who was acting a damn fool. Jumping up and down, showing they titties just so they could get back stage to my man. I laughed aloud lookin at them crusty bitches. Some of them had last season shit on, bad hair extensions and ashy ass feet that I could see from up here. Someone tap me on the shoulder and I turned around. It was one of the girlfriends from Lucci’s squad.
“What?”
“Some bitches would do about anythan’ to get up here.” I was tempted to say like you but I held my tongue.
“Who?”
“Over there.” She pointed to a corner section. I turned my head and saw some chickenhead throwing back drinks and sucking dick at the same time. “Bitch ain’t got no class.” I squinted harder cause that chick looked real familiar. She came up for air and her face hit the light.
“Oh My GOD!”
“What?! You know her.” I looked away. Hell yeah I knew that hoe. That hoe was marrying my best friend in three months. I whipped out my phone and snapped to pictures for proof to show Josh if he didn’t want to believe me. Hell no I wasn’t about to let this slide. That bitch claimed she was pregnant but she over there tossing back drinks like a pro and all. I knew that shit wasn’t true. I looked back and Lucci then back at Toni. Josh better be lucky I love him enough to pass on good dick. I bee lined over to where Toni was and punch that bitch in the back of the head just as she was deep-throating. She gagged and came up for air but by the time she looked around for her attacker my ass was gone out the door to find a cab.
‘Greenwich Village’ I said as soon as I got in. As I moving towards my destination, I check the pictures on my phone to check if they were clear shots. I had three pictures. One of her taking shots, one dick in mouth, and the last one kissing all up on that bum nigga. I looked up and felt horrible about how josh was going to feel or I could spare his feelings and not tell him at all. Then what kind of friend will I be if I let him think that she was pregnant and had him trapped. “Fuck!”
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