“I’m going to shower, you can come or not, or meet me at the bed.” Kash stood to his feet. He was a little drunk so his words were a bit slurred and slow.
“I did all that already,” Asia shot back.
Kash made his shower quick, only washing twice and rinsing off. Since being in prison, Kash had beefed up, now weighing two hundred ten pounds, all muscle. He walked naked into his room with his dick semi hard and swinging side to side. Asia laughed at him as he approached the bed naked, dick swinging. He joined her in bed. She was also naked. Asia pushed Kash to lay flat on his back.
She leaned over and kissed his chest, running her hand up his stomach, across his ripped six-pack, and down to his big dick, which was hard and thick. Asia knew this was about to hurt but she still kissed his stomach. Positioning herself on her hands and knees, she kissed the head of his dick. Asia gripped it at the base. Then she moved it side to side, looking at how big he was. She licked around his head three times with her tongue ring. Then she took him into her mouth.
She started jacking and sucking at the same time. Her mouth was so warm and wet that Kash started gyrating his hips. With one free hand, he held her head, and with the other, he gripped the sheets. Asia lightened up on the pressure with his dick slipping in and out of her mouth. She pushed his dick up till it laid flat on his stomach. She suckled one of his balls while still jacking his hardness.
Asia took the other ball into her mouth, then licked around them both a couple times before sticking the dick back between her lips and going to work on him good.
“Damn girl,” Kash moaned more so than said as Asia gave him some amazing oral sex until he was about to cum. Kash pulled his dick from her month.
Asia got up and straddled him. Standing on her feet in a squatted position, she eased down on him, painting only his dick head with her juices as she bounced lightly three times. Then she slid down him a few inches, holding her balance with one hand on his stomach. The other was on her knee and her eyes were closed. Kash held one of her ankles and the side of her thighs as he pushed up into the tightness of her.
“Oh, umm, shit, baby, yo dick big as fuck,” Asia cried out in pleasure and pain.
“I got you. I’m not gone hurt that pussy. Just do your thang baby,” Kash shot back and let her get her ride on. Asia got down to her knees, stomach to stomach, and Kash grabbed her booty as she rocked back and forth on him.
Kash raised his knees a little and caught the movement she had created. His hands slid from her booty to her back. When he had her locked in, he began grinding into her.
“Shit, take some out, baby.”
“I got you, just…”
“No.” Asia was trying to slide up but Kash held her in place as he pushed up into her a little deeper. “Oh shit, oh, baby, it hurts.”
“Com’ere,” Kash flipped her over onto her back with his dick still inside her.
“It hurt, Kash,” Asia cried.
“Okay, I got you.”
“You keep saying…” Her words came to an end when Kash started fucking her again. Asia thought it was about to be more pain but was quickly surprised when pleasure came. Her pussy was so warm and tight that Kash could no longer hold it in. He pulled out and shot a big load of sperm over her pussy and stomach. Asia stroked and squeezed it for every last drop.
“Damn, that pussy good.” Kash laid on his back, tired and out of wind.
Asia got up to clean herself. She stopped at the door, turned around, and said, “Your dick is big as fuck, boy.” she rolled her eyes and disappeared into the bathroom.
The duffle bag with straps was large and heavy. When Kash pulled it out, the first thing he noticed was a letter taped to its side with Kash wrote on the front. He opened it, read it, and then he quickly folded the note and looked at his baby’s mother, Ebony.
“Where is the key?”
She reached into her nightstand and retrieved a tiny gold key.
“Charles, I know that being free was a surprise blessing and that you don’t have a plan on your steps. All I can say is take your time out here. You have another shot to do it correct. I’m here if you need me. Believe me or not, I got your back. You are my kid’s father. I can’t help but to give you that. If you need anything, I got you.”
Ebony felt the need to say as she closed up the laptop that sat across her lap. She climbed out of her bed. She wore boy shorts up under her t-shirt. Ebony was a sexy black female. She was thick and had a big booty to go with her small waist. Her hair was long like she wore a sew-in, but it was her natural hair.
That was something Kash liked about her, she was natural with her shit. Ebony disappeared into her bathroom and came right back out.
“I need to be dropped off on the west side,” Kash spoke.
“Your mother wanted me to bring you to her house when we all woke up. She has plans for you and the kids.”
“My mother don’t want nothing but to sit round. I got a lot of stuff to do today. We’ll go over there around noon. She don’t know what time we waking up, but I need to be getting out of here like right now though, for real,” Kash shot back. He wanted to jump on top of things early. He reopened the note and read a phone number from it, speaking the numbers out loud.
“Okay, well let me get the kids up and dressed,” Ebony replied, leaving the room after putting on some jeans.
Thirty minutes later, Ebony pulled into Gangsta’s mother’s yard. When Kash laid eyes on the money green 442 Cutlass, he instantly fell in love with it. Gangsta never ceased to amaze him.
He had everything already laid out. all Kash had to do was follow up on the way Gangsta had shit set up, meet the people he wanted him to meet, and fuck with the ones that were written in “the will” as Gangsta called it. Kash kissed both his kids and hugged Ebony before he got out of her car, prepared to journey a brand-new road. Fresh out the grips of hell, and he was crowned king by his brother.
Now it was all up to him what he would do with the blessing, how he would put things in order to make shit work. Kash knew Gangsta’s mom was at the hospital with Junior, everybody was, so he jumped right into the 442. It had butter yellow leather guts with soft butter yellow carpet running through the two door monster. It had the digital dash and oak wood everywhere. It smelled brand-new when he climbed in. then he heard a car horn blow behind him. He looked back to find Ebony still parked.
Kash smoothly cranked up the 442. It roared to life as he got back out of it and approached Ebony’s door.
“What’s up?”
“Charles, where is your license? I know you not about to jump in and just get to going, are you?” Ebony wanted to know.
“Girl, I got this.”
“No, you don’t, you’re already going about this the wrong way. I’m just being honest. I can take you to get your license in the morning. All you need is a little patience. That’s it. I just don’t want you to get into no trouble, fresh home off a life sentence,” Ebony stressed.
Kash gave her the shake of his head. “I got this, Ebony, damn. I thought you said you won’t police a Nigga.”
“Oh, low blow, Charles, real low.”
“I’ll see you at twelve.” Kash wasn’t trying to deal with her emotions right now, he had bigger fish to fry. Plus, he was a grown man and he did what he wanted to do.
Kash knew that she held his best interest at heart, and he understood that, but at the same time he didn’t need a mother watching his every move, especially not the real police.
“Bye, Charles. I see you tripping again.” Ebony placed her car into reverse. Kash took a step back. As she pulled out of the driveway, he let her be and jumped into the 442. He pulled out also and hit Bankhead.
Nothing was on his mind but the note from Gangsta, yet he knew to drive safely and be careful. Kash found the phone Gangsta said would be in the glove compartment. He powered it on. Traffic was nice. The sun was beginning to show itself. The 442 pushed up Bankhead on 26-inch rims with its money green paint and crystal clear
windows. He wore his seat belt just in case the police did decide to be around and saw him riding through.
Kash looked at the phone and scrolled through the contacts. They read Loco, Monkey, Asia, and Poonie info. Gangsta’s mother’s number was also programmed, and a few more people. Kash continued to look through the phone. In Gangsta’s letter, he wanted Kash to see that all the folks in his contact list were cared for, saying each of them played a loyal role in helping him find Bam and taking him out.
The next day, Kash woke up with money on his mind and pussy next to him. Asia was sound asleep, looking good as ever, Kash noticed as he climbed out of bed. He picked up his phone to see a couple missed calls from Poonie and one from Loco. He redialed Loco’s number and walked into the bathroom. He brushed his grill and listened to the phone ring.
“My friend,” Loco answered.
“What’s up, amigo, my main man?”
“I need you to pull up tonight, my friend, for important discussion,” Loco replied.
“Just gimme a time and date, and I’m there,” Kash shot back, and then rinsed his mouth and began to wash his face.
“How is Gangsta holding up?”
“Bruh good. My nigga slick, too slick to go out like dat. Plus, I’m working day and night to figure something out that’s gonna move that sentence off shawty,” Kash admitted.
“Well I’m with you on that, so let me know. Anything I can do, it’s done on behalf of my loyalty and family. I’m with you and Gangsta.”
“Say no mo, amigo,” Kash laughed, and then asked, “So what time?”
“Ten thirty sharp,” replied Loco. Kash hung up the phone, walking back into the room.
“Say, get up, baby girl,” Kash spoke to Asia while redialing Poonie. Asia moved a little but stayed nestled under the silk sheets. Kash continued to the kitchen.
“Hello?” Poonie picked up.
“What’s up, Homie?”
“Man, I went to Dill Ave to pick up from Rat and the check short.”
“How much?” asked Kash.
“Like a ninety,” replied Poonie. Kash could tell he was still sleep in bed.
“Okay, what about the other spots?”
“Everything else Gucci.”
“Cool, I’ma pull up on Dill later. But hold tight with that paper, I’m coming to grab it,” Kash informed Poonie and then they ended the call.
Asia was sitting up in the bed when he entered the room. Kash went to his closet to find something to wear. Asia also climbed out the bed. She was still naked so she found her panties and bra.
“Good morning,” she spoke, putting on her clothes.
“What’s hap, baby girl?” Kash turned and looked at her.
“Bout to leave, I got a play at eleven, and plus I gotta meet up with Poonie to drop that money off,” Asia said.
“Have you ever been locked up?” Kash wanted to know, asking out of nowhere
“Never,” replied Asia.
“Do you smoke? Do any drugs?” he asked again.
“Hell no.” Asia balled her face up, shaking her head side to side. It was evident that she was offended.
“How far you went in school?” Kash didn’t pay any attention to her being in her feelings.
“College, why?” Asia wanted to know.
“I got some plans for you, a better position,” Kash replied while pulling an outfit out and tossing it on the bed. “How much work you got left?”
“Half a brick probably, that’s what I was gonna talk to you about when I paid off today. I wanted a double up,” Asia shot back.
“Nawl, just take that half to Poonie and keep that check for yourself. Put it up. I told you I got a plan I’m putting in motion that I need you to play a major role in that’s gonna benefit the whole team, even Gangsta.” When Kash said Gangsta’s name, Asia’s face lit up.
“Okay, cool, so what you’re saying is you want me out the game?” she questioned.
“Exactly.”
“If that’s what you want, then you know I’m with y’all on it, especially if it helps Gangsta,” Asia admitted.
They both got dressed. Kash took her to eat breakfast, where he explained that he wanted to get her in the prison system as a secretary or counselor so she could be in the front office and have access to paperwork.
“So answer me this, how long will this take?” Asia wanted to know as she was stuffing her mouth with food.
“Ion know, shid, a couple years I guess. That’s why we start ASAP, feel me?” Kash shot back, also eating his food. They both were hungry. She nodded her head with a mouthful of food.
“As long as I don’t want for nothing and it’s gonna help Gangsta, I’m down.” Asia meant every word that came out of her mouth and Kash could see in her eyes that she was dead ass serious. He liked that a lot. He like the choice made by Gangsta to even fuck with her.
“Say no mo, baby girl, I like yo gangsta. I’ma take care of you on everything, just go ‘head and fill out the application. That’s the first step,” Kash said, taking a drink from his juice and looking at her.
“To what prison?” Asia wanted to know.
“In the GDC, baby girl, Jackson State.”
“Oh, okay, say no mo,” Asia replied with a smile.
Chapter 3
It was an early morning. The sun was bright in the blue skies. The wind was calm and the air was clean. Veedo sat in the driver’s seat of his S550 Benz coupe, talking on the phone to his lawyer. He was at a red light when this white Lexus pulled up next to him.
Veedo looked at the driver and instantly was captivated by the driver’s beauty. Veedo honked his horn to get her attention. She looked over. He waved. She waved. Then Veedo began to roll his window down. But the light turned green and traffic was thick, so she pulled off. Veedo he got behind her and trailed her until she pulled over in a gas station. He jumped out of the coupe fresh in polo gear. He approached the driver’s side window and noticed there was another girl in the car.
“How you doing, Queen? And you, how are you?” he asked both girls.
“We good, what’s your name?”
“My name Veedo and you?” he smiled as the girl he was talking to gave him an approval nod of her head.
“Trish,” the beautiful woman spoke back. She was taking in full view of Veedo’s six-foot three-inch height and dark chocolate skin. She could tell he was physically fit and saw that he was amazingly handsome as well.
“Nice to meet you, Trish. So check this out, I know y’all must be busy and I’m grateful you stopped to grant me your time. I would like to get to know you though. But I don’t wanna hold you up from business. Can I give you my number?” Veedo said.
“Sure, that’s fine,” the woman said.
He quickly wrote his info down, and then let her leave as he climbed in his own car. Thirty minutes later, he pulled up at one of Kash’s female friends’ house. Veedo pulled up behind the green 442. Kash was in the yard with no shirt on, a cup in one hand, and a blunt in the other. There was a girl standing next to him who Veedo instantly recognized but couldn’t place the face.
He got out of the whip and him and Kash gave each other dap. Since being in Rice Street and Gangsta linked them, they’d created a nice solid bond that neither planned to break.
“What’s good, homie?” Veedo asked, and then kinda tossed some respect to the woman in the yard with a wave of his iced out hand.
“Coolin’ this way, look though, come walk with me right quick.” He and Kash walked out to the street, out of ear shot, then Kash spoke again, “Tell me what you think about this. The niggas Eric and Zay just bought another night club, this shit over here by Vine City. I think it’s a strip spot, ion know.”
“What’s that, two clubs and two restaurants?”
“Hell yeah,” Kash replied.
“I think them niggas both some hoes first off. Them niggas left Gangsta to die ‘cause both them pussy ass niggas had the money to give bruh and these suckas knew that this nigga Bam was up to
some fuck shit but neither said shit,” Veedo stressed. Kash knew he was only being real. He also told him of the beat down he gave Zay and why.
“Then I tried to plug in wit both of them fools. Neither jumped on team and these niggas hit the ground running.”
“I know, right?” Veedo stated.
“I got something for them niggas. So what’s good on the spots? Is everything moving as planned?” Kash was asking about the three trap houses they had on Hollywood Road that Veedo controlled.
“So far everything Gucci, had one situation with a lil’ GF nigga, but it got straight,” replied Veedo.
“How many niggas we got in each spot?”
“It’s four in all, two servers and two gunnas,” Veedo was happy to say.
Kash nodded his head in approval before asking, “How often do we get the money out of there?”
“I just wait till Poonie pull up and that usually be one time in the wee hour of the night mostly. Should I change that up?” Veedo answered and asked.
“Yeah, move the money three times per day and get a shooter to play them routes with Poonie. I’m surprised these niggas ain’t tried his ass yet. Back in my hay days, I was lurking on niggas like Poonie. He wouldn’t’ve make it out fucking with my team,” Kash admitted.
“Consider it done. Let me ask you something though. That female in the yard, where she from? She look like I’ve seen her or that I know her,” Veedo had to know.
“She from Albany, bruh, a nurse I met when I was locked up. Let me ask you this, have you ever been to Augusta medical when you did your bid?”
“Hell nawl, but I had Albany fucked up before I got knocked off. She might know me or I know of her folks or something. She still working there?” Veedo asked as they walked back into the yard.
“Yup, we got big plans to get my motherfucking brother out, at least off that death sentence,” Kash boasted, throwing one of his arms over the woman’s shoulders, which made Veedo smile because it sounded good when Gangsta’s name was involved.
Veedo left shortly after and sent the girl Trish a text. He ended up at one of the trap spots on Hollywood Road. When she called him as he’d asked her to in his text message, Veedo posted up in the yard, seated inside his car.
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