A Little More Sin

by Parish Sherman

  "I'm hot at him, Tariq, and Eddie," Sin said then looked in his cell at Slo Moe. He stepped closer to Marco. "Them niggas hit a lick for 100 mil. They straight robbed Scatter's Colombian connect. Them niggas did it three days before I got home. I guess the Colombian told Scatter the only way he was getting out the game was paying them five mil or dying. Dude must have thought Scatter was a peanut or something," Sin whispered.

  "God damn! Them niggas caked up," Marco said.

  "Shit, Scatter was caked up before that. He already had his real estate company and car lot. Then Tariq works for Taiochi Limited. He's the CEO. He makes like 2.5 million a year. He married my lawyer," Sin said.

  "What's up with little Sha?" Marco asked.

  "That nigga ain't little no more. Sha getting his money. He had this down-ass white broad named Erica. They got a four-year-old son. His new broad, Tenesha just had a little girl. I ain't feeling that bitch though. She seem like she shady. I fucks with Sha, but that nigga got a gambling problem or he spending too much. He don't stack his money. Other than that, everything's everything," he said.

  "What's up with Lay?" Marco asked.

  "Fuck Lay! I ain't seen her and don't want to."

  "You still mad because she had that abortion?"

  "Nigga, Lay was on some other shit."

  "Sha ever find out you was fucking her?"

  "Nah, because I wasn't fucking her no more. She came to me and told me she was pregnant after she started fucking Sha. Shit, Malika was gone. I was ready to wife her up. She says she got the abortion because she didn't know who she was pregnant by, and she was really digging Sha and didn't want to break his heart. Last I heard that bitch was in Miami married some corporate nigga."

  "So you seen little Marco?" he asked.

  "I bought that nigga a motorcycle for his birthday," Sin said.

  "Yeah, Tara told me. She was mad about that too. So what's up with her?"

  Sin didn't want to tell Marco his baby mama was dancing at a club. "She aight," he said instead.

  "She told me she was dancing. I don't know why she doing that shit. Ya'll be looking out, plus I send her money. She be saying that all that money me and my niggas be sending her she uses for Lil' Marco," he said as he looked at his watch.

  "I gotta get to my unit. Your counselor is this chick that used to go to Fremont with you. Her name is Jada Kerry. She's like a year younger than you. Tell her you want to stay in Quentin. Here, take this shit before I forget," Marco said as he handed Sin a Black & Mild box with five blunts in it, and the trash bag he brought with him. "I love you, blood. If you have any problems I'll handle it," Marco said as he looked in the cell, then yelled, "Nigga, let my brother have that bottom bunk!" Slo Moe didn't even try to argue, he just moved his stuff.

  "I'll be by here tomorrow," Marco said and walked off.

  Sin stepped back in his cell.

  "Slo, you could keep your bunk. I ain't on it like that," Sin said. Slo Moe put his stuff back down on the bottom bunk.

  The guards did count at 4:00, and as soon as they cleared the tier Sin pulled out a blunt.

  "I always knew you was a smooth muthafucka, Sin," Slo said. Sin tossed him the blunt.

  "Fire that up, cousin," he said as he posted up by the bars keeping point (watching out). Sin and Slo switched spots, and Sin hit the weed. About five minutes after they finished, the doors popped for dinner. Slo and Sin were over-high as they went to chow. After that first meal, Sin vowed right then to never eat in the chow hall again.

  The next six months went by fast. Sin and Shaunté had conjugal visits every thirty days due to Sin having Shaunté send the family visiting clerk a hundred bucks a month.

  On February 10, 2000 Shaunté gave birth to a baby girl, whom they named Unique Simi Michaels.

  Sin got visits from his mom, Malika, the kids, Maria, Anita, and one day when he talked to Mario, Sonia was over there. She came and saw him too. What really made Sin smile was Malika's commitment. She shot him mail every day, was home when he called, and shot him some pictures of her in lingerie. Well, all his chicks did it, especially Yanna, and surprisingly, Keena did it to. Keena was coming to visit every chance she got. Tracy came and saw him a couple of times. She let him know that the basketball player she was seeing had proposed, and she was thinking about marrying him.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Looking At Things Clearly

  May 6, 2000, Sin stepped out of San Quentin. He heard a horn blow and looked in that direction and saw Shaunté's Benz. He walked towards the car as Shaunté got out holding the baby. Sin walked up and kissed her then the baby. They got in the car and Shaunté pulled off.

  ''Take me to your house to get my truck. What's the word on that sucka, Bo?'' he asked.

  ''That nigga name poppin' like a muthafucka. He been getting money for real. I heard he be in North Carolina too. I can’t believe muthafuckas still fuck with that nigga even though we put the word out he hot (snitching). I didn't want to tell you this, but him and Max done joined up together,'' she informed him.

  ''That's aight, because they about to die together.,'' Sin said.

  When they got to Shaunté's house in Alameda by the beach, she pulled into the driveway. She hit the garage door opener and the door raised. Inside was her Range Rover and Sin's Navigator.

  ''Your SS and Chevelle are at your house on Sequoia,'' she said. They got out of the car and went in the house.

  While laying on her bed with Sin and their daughter, Shaunté told him what had been happening.

  ''Them 61st Street niggas been at us. Them niggas shot at me one night when me and Déja were leaving the club. Sha went and lit a couple of them niggas up behind that shit.''

  ''Don’t even worry about it. I'm going to go on and have Carlos get them niggas. I let it go when them niggas shot me because Sha say he got the nigga that did it, and them other niggas didn't know about it. I ain't about to give them suckas no more passes. So how Davy been doing in school?'' Sin asked.

  ''Since he came and visited you and you told him he had to go stay with Lisa, his grades went back up. June just gave his car back, but Terell still don’t let him get money on the block.''

  '''Tay, what's up with you, baby?'' Sin asked.

  ''Nothing really. I’m just glad you home so I can get out of the streets.''

  ''I’m talking about with us.''

  ''I'm seeing somebody, Sin. I haven't had sex with him yet because I've been fucking you. Those conjugal visits were for you. I'm never going to forgive you for fucking Lisa."

  "I know I was wrong for that, baby, and I've constantly thought about it. I'm sorry, 'Tay. Baby, you had a nigga off his square. I love you though, baby."

  "Sin, why do you want to be with me? The only time we really get along is when we're not together or when we're fucking. Man, you a dog. I can't take you doggin' me out like you do. You just don't know how serious I was about killing you and that smart mouth bitch, Sheree when you bought her on the block that day," she said.

  "What if I bought you a ring and set a date? Would you marry a nigga?" he asked.

  Shaunté shook her head no. Even though that's what she wanted more than anything in the world, she knew that Sin would never do right. "No, because it ain't in your blood to be a one woman man. I deserve to be treated like I mean something. When we first got together you loved me like your next breath," she said sadly.

  "Tay, what fucked that up, huh?" he asked.

  "You cheating on me with Jaunda and Shaunda."

  "Oh, you mean the night that you were in Reno with that ancient ass nigga. You know what? You're right," Sin said as he put on his shoes.

  "Where you going?" she asked.

  "Where I should have went in the first place," he said as he put his coat on.

  Sin kissed his daughter then kissed Shaunté. He went to the bedroom door and stopped and looked at 'Tay. "I don't give a fuck who you with. You know you mine forever," he said.

  "I know."

  "Can I have tha
t pussy whenever I want it?" he asked

  "No question. Can I have that dick whenever I want it?" she asked.

  "No doubt, baby," he said and left.

  Sin went in Shaunté's garage and pulled the cover off of his Navigator. He got in it and pulled out and left. Just as he was coming over the Alameda Bridge he saw a florist. He had a thought and pulled over. He went in and bought two dozen red roses and a bag of rose petals. When he got outside to the truck he called The Lucky Dragon and ordered food. He then got on Interstate 880 East. He pulled his phone out and called Anita.

  "Hello?" she answered.

  "Anita, what's up, baby?" he asked.

  Anita sucked her teeth when she heard Sin's voice. "I can't talk right now," she said and hung up. Sin knew she was still salty. Anita had shown up to visit on a Friday when their regular day was Sunday. Sin had already had Sonia in there so he refused the visit. That was the last time Anita had tried to come see him, and she wouldn't except his calls. Sin laughed and dialed *67 to block his number, and then called Malika's cell number.

  "Hello?" she answered.

  "Pooh, I need you to be at home, by 12," he said.

  "Who called me for you?" she asked.

  "Terell's girl, Cynthia called you on the three way," he lied.

  "Why do I need to be home at 12, baby?" she asked.

  "Because something's being delivered for you, and before you ask what it is, I ain't telling you. It's a surprise."

  "If it ain't you coming home, I don't want it," she said stubbornly.

  "I bet you want this!"

  "Okay, baby, I'll be there. You gon' call me later on and talk nasty to me again?" she asked.

  "You like that freaky shit, huh?"

  "Shit, I ain't had no dick in like three months. I may as well play with myself and get a good nut."

  "What happened to that cat you was seeing?"

  "You really want to know the truth?"

  "For sure."

  "He wasn't you, and he was a poor imitation of you," she declared.

  That made Sin smile. Malika was his baby. He carried her like she was number one. He had even considered proposing. "You love me, Pooh?" he asked.

  "You just don't know how much I love you."

  "I love you too, baby. I'll be glad when May 24th comes so I can eat that pussy," he said.

  "Sin, not right now, baby. You're going to make me touch myself before I go to my meeting."

  Sin looked at his watch and saw it was 11. "Baby, you ain't got time to go to a meeting. I don't want what I'm sending you to be out on the porch. You gotta be there when the Over Night Express delivery person gets there."

  "Sin, I only have to let my staff know that we'll be working this weekend, then I'm leaving."

  "Aight, baby. Oh yeah, Terell dropped my Navigator off. The keys are in the mail slot," he said.

  "Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Thank you for buying me the Benz! I'm dropping it off at Hashi's shop Monday to get the rims put on it."

  "It's all good. You deserve more than that. You been holding me down as far as collecting my money and running the club."

  "Well, don't forget to call me later. I love you, Sin."

  "I love you too, Pooh," he said and hung up.

  When Sin got off the freeway, he stopped at The Lucky Dragon and picked the food up, then went to Malika's house. He pulled up in the driveway and filled the card out. Sin opened the front door and put the roses on the doorstep. He then went in and went to the garage, and left the keys in the mail slot. He took the food to the kitchen, and went to the family room and looked in Malika's stash spot and found some weed. He stripped the Optimo, and rolled a blunt and smoked.

  At 11:30 Sin took a bottle of Moët out of the fridge and put it on ice. At 11:40 he started filling the sunken tub. He went downstairs and got the 112 CD and skipped to Cupid, and paused it. At 12:05 he heard Malika pull up. He got undressed and got in the tub.

  Malika parked next to Sin's Navigator and walked up the walkway to the front door. She smiled when she saw the roses. She picked them up and pulled the card out and read it. It said: You're worth a million roses, a billion diamonds, and a lot more. If these flowers don't make you smile, you will soon get a surprise that will.

  Damn, I forgot the rose petals! Sin thought. He got out, grabbed a towel and wiped the suds off of his feet, went into the bedroom and grabbed the bag of rose petals, threw half on the sheets, and the other half in the tub. He got back in and sat back.

  When Malika stepped into the house the first thing that hit her was the weed scent. I'm going to beat this little bitch's ass! She thinks she's going to cut school and be up in here getting high, Malika thought, assuming it was Simina. She dropped her purse and keys on the table by the front door, went into the kitchen and got a vase, and put her roses in it, then went upstairs. Malika went to Simina's room and looked in and saw she wasn't there. Just then she heard 112's Cupid coming from her bedroom.

  "No this girl ain't!" Malika said as she stomped to her room. She walked in and saw the rose petals on the bed. Malika heard something in the bathroom. She looked back at the bed then the bathroom doorway. "Ahh hell nah!" she said and went to the closet and got the Glock .45 Sin had left there. She stomped into bathroom expecting to see Simina and some boy. When she saw Sin she started jumping up and down screaming, "You're home!"

  Sin looked at Malika standing there in the blue Marc Jacobs skirt suit and blue sling back Cavallo heels. Her skirt was tailored fashionably short and fit her sexy wide hips and small waist perfectly. The white silk blouse was sheer enough to slightly see her white silk bra. She had her usually natural curly hair bone straight, looking silky and coming down to her shoulders. Malika was looking sexy as hell.

  "Come get in with me and greet me like I been gone six and half months," Sin said.

  Malika knew how Sin liked watching her undress. She felt her pussy getting wet at the thought of what was about to happen. She took her diamond necklace and bracelet off and sat them on the counter. She then lit the candles around the bathroom. She looked at Sin and slowly took the suit coat off. Next came the blouse. Malika's titties looked as if they were trying to escape the confines of the bra she was wearing. She reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. It fell to the floor leaving her in her heels, silk stockings with lace at the top, and the white silk g-string.

  Malika slightly shuddered as she watched Sin lick his lips. She turned around so he could see her butt. The little string was literally missing in action in the crack of her big sexy butt cheeks. To entice him even more she bent over from the waist and took her shoes off. She rolled the stockings down her legs then unclasped her bra and released the twins. Sin looked at the fifteen-year-old tattoo of his name on her left tittie. Malika's nipples were standing at attention.

  "Baby, fuck this slow shit!" she said as she hurried out of her panties and into the water into Sin's arms. They kissed each other passionately and then just stopped and looked at one another.

  "Damn, Sin I missed you so much!" she said with tears in her eyes.

  "You saw me every week, baby," he said.

  Malika touched Sin's face then hugged him tight. "It's not the same."

  "I missed you too," he said as he made her sit back. Sin took her feet and washed each one of her toes.

  "Are you staying here?" she asked.

  "Can I?"

  "You know you can. What kinda arrangement will me and you have?"

  "Malika, I love you with all my heart. You got my back on whatever, and I couldn't ask for more than that. I want to ask you to marry me, but I want to be strapped with a ring when I do it."

  Malika's hand flew to her mouth. The old feelings that she had for Sin were once back again. This was what she wanted. "Sin, you already know what my answer's going to be," she said as the tears returned.

  Sin bathed Malika then she bathed him. He carried her out of the tub and into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. He kissed every one of Malika's toes and licked th
e bottom of her foot, her ankle, and up her leg. He licked behind her knees, between her firm thighs, and across her hip. Sin licked under Malika's three-carat diamond navel piercing, across her toned abs, the side of her left breast and finally the nipple. Sin sucked Malika's nipple like he was a starving infant. He gave her right side, from her hip to her nipple, the same attention.

  Malika's nude body squirmed from the sensations she was feeling. She pushed Sin's head downward. When Sin got to her shaved lips, he teased them with feather like strokes. With his thumbs he spread them open and there sat her clit. He wasted no time. He attacked the little man in the boat with his tongue.

  Malika's legs, which were over his shoulders, started shaking. She grabbed the sheets and twisted them in her hands. "Oh, Sin, baby! Shit, got-damn! I love you, I love you, baby!" she moaned.

  Sin stuck one of his fingers in her, never taking his mouth off of her clit. He reached up and found her lips. Malika took his finger in her mouth and hungrily sucked her wetness off of it.

  "Oh, baby I'm about to cum! Sin, got-damn you!" she screamed out as she rotated her hips.

  "Who's pussy is this?" he asked.

  "It's your pussy, daddy! Ahhhhhhhh!" she screamed. Sin felt Malika's sweet juices when they hit his tongue.

  Sin got up and backed away from the bed and just watched her as she laid there shaking.

  Malika sat up on shaky arms and looked at him.

  "Come here, daddy," she said.

  Sin came over to the bed and Malika struggled to get on her knees. She licked Sin's mouth, his chin, and his neck. Only when she got to his chest did she notice how ripped he had gotten. She licked down to Sin's abs which weren't LL ripped, but were damn close.

  When she got to his dick, Malika took just the head into her mouth while her tongue went down the underside of his shaft. She then relaxed and took all 9 inches down her throat.

  "Oh, fuck!" Sin said as she deep-throated him. Malika started bobbing her head and sucking harder. Sin could only take so much of Malika's throat, tongue, and full lips. "Malika, baby stop. I'm about to bust, baby," he said as he held her head. Malika shook his hands off and kept doing her thing. She was about to get off too, and there was no way she going to stop.