Introduction To Hard 2 Da Kore (Hard2daKore Book 1)

by Mike Middleton

  We were both sweating like we was playin’ some ball or somethin. I wanted to change positions so I held her half drenched body close to mine and rolled her over on her back. I began to bang Lourna’s hole faster and faster as she let out a series of uuhh’s and aahh’s. Her firm breasts bounced and jiggled with our every stroke, twist, turn and thrust, popping her pussy onto my hardness as she rode me well. She fucked me so good, that I popped off my load in about 8 minutes, and she followed my orgasm in about 8 minutes 2 seconds, and after we finished we both lay motionless on the bed as we caught our breaths.

  “That was..huh.. huh.. fantastic.” She panted. As for me, I was layin’ face down on the bed tryin’ to get a little strength back from all the thrustin’ and bangin’ that was goin on just now. “You damn right.” I manage to muffle through the pillow. “What you say?” Lourna asked. I lifted my head a little to catch a breath of air. “I said, you damn right.” I repeated while smiling at her. “Hey, just because you got a big head don’t mean you should have a big head.” She joked as she grabbed at my manhoood. “Hold up Lourna, I gotta take this condom off, you got somethin’ I could put this in?” I asked as I looked around the bed area.

  “Why don’t you just put it in the garbage?” She

  replied. “Nah, cause I don’t want one of those maids to try to say that they pregnant by me or no shit like that.” I joked. “Pregnant by you? Ha ha ha ha ha! How? What you think they gonna steal your condom with your stuff in it, ha ha ha haa! You crazy Korey.” Lourna giggled. “It ain’t no good no more now anways.” She added. I got up and threw the used condom into the garbage and then hurried my naked ass back over and onto the bed. I took another sip of my drink and then laid back down. Lourna moved closer to me and hugged me passionately.

  “Can I ask you a question?” Lourna asked. “What, what’s up?” I replied. “Do you think you’ll ever be able to get serious about another woman after what happened between you and your girl?” She asked. I had to think about that question for a second. “I don’t know Sinni, oops I mean Lourna, I’m sorry. It’s just that me and her, we got a lot of years in together and it’s like kinda hard for me to get her...”

  “Even after she dissed you for that other guy?” She interrupted. “I mean, we all get a little weak Lour..” “I know some women that’ll do anything just to have a good man and I know because I’m one of them.” She interrupted again. “I don’t know what type of women you like, but you’re a Ghost now, and you’re gonna be makin’ a lot of money. When you go back home you’re gonna have to move a lot differently from the way you’re moving now. You really can’t go runnin’ you mouth about what goes on here or the things we talk about.

  There’s a lot of major players that’s gonna be watchin’ you just like Mike and I was watching you and if when we, or they call you, you have to respond. You’re living in a different world now Korey, your life has just now made a big turn. Now whether if it’s good or bad.” She paused for a few seconds then glanced over at me slowly. “That’s gonna be totally up to you and if you can follow orders.” She said seriously. “Now look I’m willing to be your #1 chick if you let me, and I can see that you loved your girl because I can tell by the way you look when you talk about her that you do. If yall get back together after this Korey she might not be ready for somethin’ like this. So you need to decide, I mean really really make a choice about if you want to be down with this. Because some of your peoples might ask you some questions that you can’t answer for them, and another thing you can’t recruit any new Ghosts for two years.

  Like, you might wanna bring in your boy, or your cousin or somebody, and if you do you have to be responsible for your recruits during their two year trial period. That’s why Mike brought you in, and that’s why he brought you home with him. He always used to talk about how cool you two were, and how he wished you was down with him, and makin’ a lot of money instead of struggling working at that low paying job. He must see what I see in you, and we’ve never even met.” She went on to explain. I was takin’ in everything that she was sayin’ to me and really about the decision that I made about joining this Ghostrydr click. Lourna seemed real sincere about her feelings for me and her concern for my decision impressed me. Should I give it a try with her? A stripper? I thought. “What do you see in me?” I asked.

  “I see a fun person, a good man, I don’t really know how good you are, but you seem like good man to me. You call yourself Da Mann right?” She joked and then continued. “I see a person who works hard and is good peoples, you know a King Midas touch kinda guy.” She smirked as I became even more impressed as I listened. “I see a lot of things that I like, but the most important thing that we all see it and Mike and I would probably agree about is that you’re loyal. Loyalty will get you real far in this organization and the one thing that I can say that is good about this Ghostrydrz organization is that they’ll support and help you with anything that you want to do.

  You can go to any school or college that you want to and they’ll pay for it. So it’s like you can do whatever you want, it’s just that you can’t do whatever you want and whenever you want to, and you can’t say whatever you want. The rules and regulations in this crew are like laws, so don’t break ‘em. I’ve seen plenty of ghosts disappear before.” She said seriously. “You mean like killed?” I asked with some skepticism. “Well, I haven’t actually witnessed any actual killings but I’ve known guys that went from being down with us to just never being seen, mentioned or heard from anymore. It was like they never even existed.” She explained.

  I was kinda overtaken by what Lourna just told me and I had to admit that I was a little frightened. Now I was feeling like I wasn’t too sure if I wanted to live like that, or like this should I say. What would my mom’s say and what about the way I used to talk about all the other drug dealers to Sinnimin. Am I not any better than they are? Look how I’d be contradicting myself not to mention my feelings that I feel towards niggas who sell drugs and destroy our communities. I don’t know, maybe I made a mistake in getting down with this thing. Am I really cut out to be a Ghostrydr? Do I have what it takes? I thought as me and Lourna sat up on the bed.

  “Word? How many guys have you known that to happen to?” I asked. “Only a few, but listen, these things we’re talking about has to stay between us, because you’re Mike’s responsibility and I don’t want him thinkin’ that I was trying to scare you or persuade you into doin’ something else, you understand?” She asked. “Something else like what?” I asked. “Something else like not becoming a Ghostrydr.” She explained. I thought about it for a few seconds.

  “I understand.” I told her, even though I felt like I needed to talk to Mike about some of my newly found discoveries. As we both started getting dressed I started to think about some of the things that I could get if I was to get down with them, and all the money I could have. Besides it couldn’t be that bad. Or could it? I thought as Mike and Nikki stumbled out of the bathroom playfully.“Yo what’s up? We getting ready to roll out in a little while son, so y’all get yallselves cleaned up and let’s go get this money that’s out there waitin’ for us.” Mike said confidently. Nikki’s hair was slightly wet as she fixed her clothes and walked past me slowly.

  “You’re so lucky, cause I was about to rock your world.” She whispered into my ear, then went and poured herself a drink. Lourna went into the bathroom as the rest of us sat around, drank, and waited. After Lourna came out of the bathroom I went inside and cleaned myself up. I kept thinking about what Lourna told me and about some of the questions that I wanted to ask Mike. It seemed like everything was happening so fast and at the same time I kinda wanted to see how it would be like if I made a lot of money. So I decided to go along with this Ghostrydr thing to see if getting rich was possible. After we all got ourselves together and had a few more drinks we headed out to the club The Sparrow to take care our business.

  24 GET MONEY! (Korey)

  It was nightfall by the time w
e picked up Naomi from the other motel room then headed to the club. The Sparrow was a club located just a few miles away from where we were staying so it didn’t take very long to get there. Mike drove one of the older more worn cars to the club. I didn’t bother to ask who car it was but knowing Mike now, I could guess that they were all probably his. When we got to the club Naomi, Lourna, and Nikki went into the back dressing rooms to prepare for their strip dance performances.

  I followed Mike to one of the rooms in the back where Jimmy and a few of his boys were. They had a couple of tables, a few chairs and a couch set up in a room near the back entrance of the club. Mike walked over to the desk, opened the drawer and pulled out a triple beam scale and placed it on the table. Jimmy walked over to one of the file cabinets and unlocked it. He leaned down and opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a black duffle bag. He threw the duffle bag at Mike, who was now sitting in a chair behind the desk. Mike opened the bag and pulled out several sandwich bags filled with cocaine. I sat down on the couch and looked on as Mike and Jimmy set up their operation. “Where’s Kain?” Jimmy asked one of his homies.

  “He out derr by the barr fuckin’ with dem gurls and givin’ up dem dollas ‘n sheit.” The guy said. “Iight he’s all good for now, but tell him he’d betta keep his eyes wide open when da monee start cummin’ thru therr.” Jimmy said. “Yo Kore, come over here.” Mike said, so I walked over to him. I glanced down into his hands as he sat behind the desk. He was holding a gun in his right hand. He glanced up at me and whispered. “Yo, I want you to take this, and stand over there.” “You want me to take what, and stand over where? I asked.”

  My heart fell inside of my chest. I was kind of startled that he offered me the gun. “The gun Kore, listen you gots nothin’to worry about my nikka. I’ve been doin’ this shit for years down here and a nigga either gotta be fuckin’ retarded, or retardedER to try some bullshit on us tonight. We Ghosts son, niggas don’t fuck around with us, niggas fuck with us.” “The only reason I asked you to hold this is so niggas see the strength.” Jimmy and his niggas be checkin’ shit on the outside and searchin’ mafuckas, and plus niggas can’t get shit unless I know the mafucka. I just want niggas to see your face and to get used to seein’ you. You never know when you might be runnin’ this spot one day. This shit is sweet Kore, watch you’ll see.” Mike reassured confidently.

  I’d never held a gun before, but I took it anyway. I felt a little frightened that it might go off or somethin as I held it by my side, making sure that the barrel was facing down toward the floor. “Why you holdin’ it like that?” Mike giggled. “You holdin’ it like you about to have a Wild West shootout at the mafuckin OK Corral ‘n shit ha ha ha ha.” Mike joked. “Oh my bad.” I said as I put the gun inside of my jacket pocket, making sure that my hand was as far away from the trigger as possible. One of Jimmy’s boys came back into the room.

  “Yo they’re startin’ to pack the joint already.” He said. Mike looked at him and then at me. “Y’all ready?” He asked. Everyone looked at each other. “Yeah we ready.” The guy said. “Iight send ‘em in one at time, y’all know how we do it! Let’s get this money!” Mike said excitedly. The other guy opened the door and let in the first customer. The customer came into the room and walked over to the table where Mike was sitting. “Yo son, let me get ten ounces of that raw shit.” He said. Mike pulled out one of the sandwich bags that had the cocaine in it and put it on the scale.

  “There it is son, ten ounces, check it out and then go over there with him.” He replied. The customer checked the scale and then handed Mike the money. Mike handed the money to Jimmy’s dude. “Here, take this and my man here and go count that up real quick.” Mike ordered as the guy grabbed the money and walked over to the other table and began counting the money as the customer followed and looked on. The guy placed the money into a money counting machine and counted it all.

  “Iight, it’s all good.” Mike said to the guy as he handed him the cocaine. “Iight, yo Mark, good lookin’ son, I’m probably gonna need some more tomorrow so I’ll be callin you.” He said as he stashed the cocaine in his underwear. “Iight just hit me up I’ll be around.” Mike replied as he reached under the desk and pulled out a shopping bag, opened it up and held it towards my direction. He signaled towards me to get the bag and put the money in it, so that’s what I did. I guess he wanted me to hold the money, so now I’m the money man and the gun man, but if this is what it takes to get rich then that’s what it is so that’s what I did. After dude dropped the money inside the bag I closed the bag and put it down by my feet. The customer walked out of the door as another one came in.

  “What’s up Mark? Let me get those 25 O Zees I ordered.” The customer said. Mike pulled out another plastic sandwich bag and put it on the scale. He adjusted the scale to the proper weight. “There you go, check it out.” He said to the guy. The guy checked the scale, nodded his head and then pulled out a sneaker box and handed it to Mike who handed it to dude again who grabbed the box and began to count the money. It took a few minutes more to count this time because it was more, but nevertheless it was all there, and not a penny less.

  Within the first half hour must’ve ran through at least twenty customers, and I must’ve seen dude count over $60,000 easy and they were still coming. After about an hour and a half Mike shut down shop for a little while to let the customers enjoy some of the performances that Lourna and the other girls had lined up. Jimmy and his crew hung out nearby while Mike and I prepared the money. “Yo Mike, I mean Mark, what’s up with the fake names?” I joked at him. Mike smiled. “Yo, we don’t ever use our real names around here Kore, I mean Hank.” Mike said jokily. “Oh! why you had to give me a ol’ fucked up name like Hank? Ain’t no black women namin’ they kids Hank yo.” I argued.

  “Nigga, what about Hank Aaron that famous baseball cat from back in the day?” Mike said smiling. “Ha ha ha nigga, that was like back in what, 1956 or somethin’? That was a long ass time ago Mike ha ha ha ha, you funny as hell yo.” I chuckled. “Nigga, I know a lotta Hanks that’s deep up in this here game playa. What about Big Bad Hank from the Sugarhill Gang. I said a hip hop a hibby to the hibby say up jumped the boogey to the bang bang boogey.” He recited then said.

  “Yo, I knew this one cat who called himself Gangsta Hank, and this cat yo, he used to make major chips around these here parts for real partna’.” Mike joked. “Oh yeah, well where the hell that nigga at now?” I asked. Mike took a deep breath, “Oh yeah that nigga doin’ ‘bout 25 to life for killin’ his mama for namin’ his ass that bullshit!” Mike joked. We both burst out laughing as Mike began wrapping up some of the money in plastic and double wrapped it in tape. “Yo, I’m about to go check out the show for a little while you know?”

  “Feel up on some fat asses you feel me?” Mike smirked and then walked over to the file cabinet, unlocked it, opened it, put the cash inside it and closed and locked it back. “So, that was the stampede all y’all was talkin’ about, all those customers flockin us like that?” I asked. “Oh helllll no, that’s not the stampede, I’ll show you the stampede. C’mon lets go have us a lil’ fun son.” Mike said, and we walked out of the door.

  We walked out of the back area and headed towards the front where the music was playing loudly. Mike told Jimmy to watch the room until we returned. Jimmy agreed and we walked out to the bar area. Wowwww! The Sparrow was bigger than I expected it would have been. There were women everywhere dancing on multiple stages that were spread out throughout the big club. Some of the women were swinging naked on swings, walking around half naked, and all were topless while serving drinks behind the bar. There had to be at least 100 women dancing on the stages, and sliding down poles that led all the way up to the ceiling. It was like a dance ‘o rama type shit and the men were going wild for them, putting money in their G-strings and grabbing on their asses and tits. I looked around to see if I could find Lourna or any of the other girls amongst the many other beautiful and sexy women.

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sp; I saw Nikki and Naomi dancing on one of the stages, surrounded by a flock of lust thirsty, half drunk men who were filling up their G-strings with cash. I couldn’t find Lourna anywhere as Mike and I made our way through the stampede of men. “Now thissss…is the stampede my nikka!” Mike yelled over the music. I looked around over and over to see if I could see Lourna. Suddenly the music stopped and the lights went out for a few seconds. When they came back on all of the girls were leaving the stages and heading backstage. The crowd of men responded with oohs and boos as the women cleared out. The noise from the men was interrupted by the sound of some microphone feedback as a sexy voiced female began to speak. “WHAT’S UP ALL YOU HORNY DAWGS OUT THERE!?...LOOK! DON’T WORRY GUYS AND GIRLZ THEY’LL BE BACK, THEY’RE JUST GETTING READY FOR THE BIG STRIPDOWN FOR YALL, YALL READY?” A female’s voice echoed throughout the club. “Hell yeah we ready, bring them bitches on!” Yelled one guy, and then the rest of the men began to respond with cheers. “ALRIGHT ALRIGHT CALM THEM HORMONES DOWN Y’ALL, Y’ALL GONNA GET WHAT Y’ALLs CAME FOR UP IN HERE TONITE!” The female yelled through the speakers. Suddenly the club went dark and quiet and the sound of 1000 anticipating stripclubbers could be heard throughout the near darkness and silence.

  Suddenly spotlights gleamed down on all of the bars and slide poles as the music crashed through the speakers. The girls simultaneously started sliding down the poles that were spread out throughout the club. They slid down through the ceiling like firemen, but these were no firemen, they were some of the most exotic women that I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I’m talkin’ straight Ebony, Jet, Playboy, Spice t.v. type of chicks. They all slid down the pole in sync and sexily dressed in some of the most skimpiest outfits that made all the men run from stage to stage to get a glimpse of all of the women that were sliding down the pole. Some of the women even came out into the crowd to dance with some of the men, for a fee of course. I mean me and Mike had to literally run out of the way of the stampede of men that made their way from stage to stage. Now I can see why they called this the stampede.