TOGETHER ‘TIL NEVER
By SECRET
Copyright © 2018 by Authoress Secret
Also known as April Brown
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ISBN-13:
978-1721048298
ISBN-10:
1721048294
TOGETHER ‘TIL NEVER
By SECRET
Books by Authoress Secret
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The Unfit Mother
Sentenced to Death
A Whole Lot Of Wrong Love book 1
A Whole Lot Of Wrong Love book 2
GREY SKIES
THE HONEYMOON NIGHTMARE
LYING LUST TWISTED TRUST
TWISTED OVER YOU
THE COUGAR PROPOSITION BOOK 1
THE COUGAR PROPOSITION BOOK 2
ZONE 2011 SECTOR 60
THROW THE WHOLE NIGGA AWAY BOOK 1
THROW THE WHOLE NIGGA AWAY BOOK 2
THROW THE WHOLE NIGGA AWAY BOOK 3
DEDICATION
I dedicate this book to my facebook readers who have prayed for me and sent well wishes for me when I told them how sick that I was last month and currently. Thanks for your support, understanding, and patience on the arrival of this book.
I want to name names but I am still sick and I won’t be able to name you all and I don’t want to leave you out. You ladies know who you are and this is for you.
Thanks, I love you all.
Signed April Brown
Also known as Secret and Jean Brown
CHAPTER 1
My name is Tianna. I am 17 years old. I am never thought that my life would turn out his way, but it did. I lived in the inner city. My dad was a janitor at Roscoes Tool and Die Corporation. My mother was a stay at home mother. My parents had a deep dark secret that they were keeping from me.
I went to school with hand me downs and a press and curl in my head. All the other girls my age wore weaves that touch their ass. I went to school every day and watch the other girls get all the boys attention. None of the boys liked me, and I felt like an oddball. I tried to not let it bother me and learned all that I could. Education was crucial to my family. I was always told that education could get you any damn thing. Funny thing though was neither of my parents was high school graduates. How could they preach this bullshit to me day in and day out when they have never tried to accomplish it?
My life was filled with boredom primarily when I was at home. I was the only child, but I felt like an outcast at times. I wanted to participate in extracurricular activities, but my daddy said no. Daddy thought that I would go out and get pregnant so he called himself placing me on lock and key. I guess my dad saw something in me. Something that no one else did because he was a grown ass man. Deep down inside I knew that he was trying to protect me from this cold-hearted world. A life filled with sin. Little did my dad know that his overprotectiveness was hindering me. Whatever Daddy saw no one else never saw it especially not these nappy headed ass boys in my school. I was expected home by a specific time, or there would be hell to pay. I was not allowed to have company at the house so all of my free time I was stuck in my room reading the bible or one of my school books.
The girls my age in my neighborhood teased me because of my clothes and hair. I would tell my mother, and she would laugh at me. This made me angry because deep down inside I knew that she was a wretched ass bitch that had no love for me. These were the times that I cried myself to sleep. I did not bother by telling my daddy because most of the time if he was not too tired from working like hell from pushing the damn mop all day he was drunk as a bitch. I had no one but me really, and so I began to look out for me. It may seem strange the things that I say, but it is my truth.
Five days after my 17th birthday I was sitting in my US HISTORY class taking notes when one of the centuries Mr. Greg came to pull me out of class and walked me to the main office.
“Mr. Greg, what is this about? I swear I did nothing wrong! I need to be in class I was taking notes for my test on tomorrow.” I complained.
“Calm down! I don’t believe that you are in any trouble.” Mr. Greg assured me.
I liked Mr. Greg. He reminded me of my dad with his muscles and bald head. I could tell that he genuinely cared about me. Mr. Greg was nicer to me than my dad. Mr. Greg was always giving me chips and pizza during lunch time. I thought that he was cute. I sometimes fantasized about him kissing me. Ahh, why would he want someone like me? I was lame.
My dad was a mean man that took his troubles out on his family. He was 6 ft 4 with short curly hair. Daddy was very muscular, but he never went to the gym. I sometimes hated my dad. He was always showering my mother with all kinds of gifts and money. But he didn’t think of me enough to buy me shit unless it came from the thrift store. I thought it was whack as hell, but I could do nothing about it. I couldn’t wait to grow up. I wanted to get the hell up out of there quick.
At night I could hear my parents making love. I wondered would I ever get a chance to have my virginity taken. My parents would have sex with the door open to there room, or in the living room I would sometimes sit on the stairs and watch them or in the hall. Mama would catch me but never said one word. She just would smile and keep moaning and grunting as daddy fucked her or suck her pussy. I wanted someone to be into me that way. Sex to me looked like fun, and I wanted to give up my innocence but like I said none of the nappy headed ass boys paid me any attention.
Some nights I just wanted to scream and tell my parents to cool it. They were too loud. I guess that I was a little jealous because they had each other and I had nothing and no one in my corner.
Everything seemed to get me down. I just did not know what to do with myself. I had no one to
discuss the feelings that I was building up within myself. I was a lost child living in a vast world that swallowed me up more and more every day.
My dad paid all the bills and made sure that we were secure. My dad was a mean ass drunk. I hated him for being an alcoholic. I never understood why he drank so much. The liquor would seep through his pores and had the house stinking sometimes. Ugh!
Why couldn’t he be like ordinary fathers that took their daughters on trips and for ice cream? My dad never did anything like that. I often fantasized my dad being a better father to me. I hoped that one day that things would be different between us. He always bitched and complained and it made me anxious and very nervous. There were times that I would not eat because I just did not want to see or hear him because I feared him. My mother never gave a damn she just went along with my dad. She would chit chat on the phone with her girlfriend, Vera while chain-smoking cigarettes.
I did not want to fear my father. Although he was a troubled soul and treated me horrible, I knew that he loved me. My mother, on the other hand, was a different story. She was not a mother figure at all. She never showed me any love, and I wondered
why did she even have me if she was just going to
mistreat me all of my life.
I hated my life with a passion. I wanted to be like like other girls who went shopping, and to the beauty salon and to nail shops. My parents were just to old fashion and just would not give me one red cent towards it. It was as if they wanted me to live back in time and not in the present. My life was filled with so much doom and gloom.
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“Tianna you are such a pretty girl. Why don’t you dress like the oth
er girls?” Mr. Greg probed.
“My parents won’t give me the money for anything other than used shit from the thrift store.” I frowned.
“Do you even have a cell phone?” Mr. Greg mentioned.
“No, I do not!’ I said embarrassed.
My parents were cheapskates when it came to me they only spent the bare minimum. My mom would laugh whenever I complained.
“Go sell some ass if you don’t like it, girl!” She would say harshly.
Everyone in this school had an iPhone but me. Ugh! I thought shaking my head. I was pathetic.
“I will give you mine and a few dollars, but you
have to suck my dick and give me some of your
sweet pussy.” Mr. Greg said in a serious tone.
He had broken my chain of thought.
“Mr. Greg I am a virgin. I don’t know about that.” I nervously refused.
“Don’t worry about that I will teach you. First, let’s see what these people want in the office with you and then we can work everything out.” Mr. Greg insisted.
“Sure.” I agreed.
I needed that money and that iPhone. Losing my virginity seemed a little much, but I was tired of looking like a model for the Salvation Army. My clothes were 1990ish. It was time for a change. Mr. Greg will be my way out. We finally got to the main office.
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Mr. Greg had a word with the receptionist, and then he stepped aside so that she could have a few words with me. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why I was here. I was not a troublemaker, and I never skipped class.
“Are you Tianna Perkins?” The receptionist asked me.
“Yes, I am. Am I in some sort of trouble? I swear I did not do anything?” I pleaded with the
receptionist.
“No child you are not in any trouble. What would
make you think a horrid thing?” The receptionist asked me.
“I don’t know!” I whined as I shrugged my shoulders.
“Your Mom Antoinette Perkins would like for you to call home. There is some sort of family emergency.” The receptionist politely told me.
“I don’t understand. Why would my mother contact the school?” I questioned the woman with urgency.
Couldn’t this wait until I got home? I thought.
“You may use the phone to call home. I have no information for you so if you want to know what is going on contact, Mrs. Perkins.” The receptionist suggested.
“Thanks.” I softly replied.
I got a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt something was terribly wrong. I dialed my home number.
“Hello!” My mama wailed.
“Mama it is Tianna! What’s wrong with you?” I shouted into the office landline.
Mr. Greg immediately stood by my side.
“IT’S DUKE!” Mama screeched.
“WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY DADDY!” I howled.
“There was an explosion at his job, and he was killed instantly. Tianna, your daddy, left us all
alone! What are we going to do without him!” Mama wailed.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I BELLOWED. I dropped the phone and fell to my knees. I was devastated.
Mr. Greg took the phone. He spoke with my mama while the receptionist rocked me in her arms like I was a little baby as I sobbed uncontrollably.
Mr. Greg finished talking to my mama. He took the rest of the school day off so he could take me home.
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Instead of Mr. Greg taking me home he took me to his house. I did not care I was not ready to see my mama yet. Truth be told I don’t know why she called to tell me anything as nasty as she treats me. I would think she would have called her hoe ass friend Vera instead. Hmph. I don’t know what the fuck my mother was up to, but I would worry about the shit later.
“You hungry girl!” Mr. Greg spat.
“Yes, I am,” I replied taking my shoes and jacket off.
I just made myself at home.
“What do you want to eat?’ Mr. Greg growled.
I want a steak pizza and a cold Pepsi.” I grumbled.
“Okay! Baby do you need anything out while I am out?” He muttered.
“No, sir. I don’t!” I squealed.
I was very nervous.
“Well, then I will be back shortly. There are washcloths and bath towels on the stand in the bathroom. Why don’t you bathe and relax a bit until I come back with our food?” Mr. Greg suggested.
“Oh ok!” I chirped as I smiled at him.
“Tianna, do you smoke weed or drink?” Mr. Greg asked.
“Nah. I have never used recreational drugs or drink alcoholic beverages. I am only fifteen Mr. Greg.” I reminded him.
“Uh Uh. Alright. I just think you should try a little weed it may get your mind off of your daddy a little. Do it only if you think you are ready for it. I am not pushing you to do anything that you are not ready for. Tianna you are going to be safe with me. Don’t worry about anything.” Mr. Greg stammered.
I nodded my head and smiled.
“ I don’t want you to be stressing. Losing your father in an accident at such a young age may not be so easy to get through. If you happen to change your mind, there is a joint on the nightstand in the
bedroom and a lighter. The Red wine is in the fridge. Just help yourself boo.” Mr. Greg offered
with a wicked smile.
“Okay, Mr.Greg. I understand where you are coming from.” I chirped.
I will be back in an hour or two.” Mr. Greg smirked as he walked out of the house.
I walked into the bathroom. It was nothing special. It had a claw foot tub. I loved that it was a deep tub. I went to the kitchen to grab some dish detergent. I wanted a bubble bath. I decided to get some of the wine, so I grabbed a glass from the dish rack. I opened the fridge. There was not much
inside but eggs, condiments, sausage and some
bread. I saw the Red wine, so I grabbed it and
closed the fridge door. The label on the bottle was Red Cat. I poured the wine into the glass and took a sip.
“Hmm. This tastes pretty darn good.” I whispered.
I didn’t think that I would enjoy wine, but it was great. I took a big gulp of the wine. I walked back to the bathroom. I added the dish liquid to the tub while the hot water ran. I went to grab the joint from Mr. Greg’s bedroom. I lit it and inhaled it. I began to cough and choke. I was spitting trying to catch my breath, but then I started feeling really good. I think that it was the combination of the
wine and the weed. It was the perfect mixture to relax me. I went back to the bathroom where I
undressed. I folded my clothes and placed them neatly on the counter.
I got inside the tub. The water was very hot. I stayed in the tub about forty-five minutes soaking and thinking about what the hell I was going to do now since my daddy was gone. I hit the joint and sipped on my wine until I didn’t think about nothing but what I was presently doing.
I finally washed up and got out of the tub. I dried my body off.
CHAPTER 2
I am 5 ft 4. Yeah I know I am short. I am brown skinned with brown eyes. I have a mole on the right-hand side of my cheek. I wear my hair in an afro or twists. My hair is natural I have never had a relaxer or a weave. I wanted one so bad, but I think I love my natural beauty more since I am older. Most girls my age were bald or had no edges, and I was proud to say that I still had a head full of hair and my edges.
My breast was medium sized with perky nipples. I have a flat tummy and a small round ass.
“Mr. Greg is going to love me!” I spoke with confidence.
I found some baby oil and begin to oil my body with it. When I rubbed my breasts, my nipples started to harden. My pussy felt funny so I rubbed it some more.
“Oooohhhh!” I moaned.
I stuck my fingers in my pussy. I was shocked by how wet I had become. In and out my fingers went into my slippery pussy as I masturbated for the first time. I was feeling so good that I la
id on the bed. I played with my pussy.
“Ohhhhhhhh!” I moaned again as I got my shit off.
It felt so good.
“Hey, baby I see that you are playing without me.” Mr. Greg said walking into the bedroom.
He had startled me. I giggled because I was caught redhanded. Mr. Greg looked me over. I blushed a little. I wanted him to touch me, but I was also afraid.
“You are more beautiful than I anticipated.” He happily spat.
He kneeled down.
“Open your legs wide. Let me show you how a real nigga handles business.” Mr. Greg squeaked.
He had a smile as big as the sky. The next thing I knew he was licking my pussy. It was awesome. Definitely a great experience that I will never forget.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Umm. Mr. Greg Ooh Ohhhhhh! Mr. Greg, I moaned and screamed.
“That’s right baby scream my name! Let me know this feels good to you!” He barked in between licks.
Mr. Greg took off his trousers then pulled out his dick which was about nine inches long.
“Come here, Tianna.” Mr. Greg ordered me.
“I am going to be your man. I will take care of you.” He declared.
“Okay!” I said thrilled.
I was so happy to have me a man like the girls in
school. I did not give a damn that Mr. Greg was twenty years older than me.
“Call me Tim. Tim Greg is the name that my mama gave me.” Tim explained.
“Ok, Tim! I said with a big Kool-Aid smile.
“Get over here and eat this dick!” Tim commanded me.
Eat a dick? Did people really do that?
I began to walk over to him, but he started to shout at me.
“Tianna go over to the door and crawl to this dick!” He instructed.
“No! Tim, why do you want me to do that?” I protested.
“Tianna don’t ask me shit! You can either do it or take your black ass home!” He angrily stated.
I walked over to the door. I got on my hands and knees like a dog because I was desperate for Tim’s love, attention and the things that he offered me.
“Suck it. Suck it. Aw, damn girl, this feels so good. Go deeper. Yes! Ahh, I knew that you would suck dick good because you have the perfect dick sucking lips. Ooh shit, you are going to make me cum! Get your ass up!” He hollered.
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