I had just dropped Christina off and was on my way home when my phone rang. "Talk to me." "I give yawl niggas props for that lil stunt yawl put on not too long ago" a raspy voice breathed into the phone. I see I'ma have to get some more men because them niggas I sent obviously couldnt get the job done. Shidd I may just pop up on yawl asses and handle business my damn self" he chuckled. I just smirked to myself this nigga had to be retarded or something. "Yea well you do that my nigga like I told yawl pussy ass boys before if you come for me you better come hard...Im a certified body catcher nigga fuck with me" and with that being said I ended the call.
It felt good to be home man. It felt like I hadnt been here in forever the way I been handling business out here in these streets. I walked into my master bathroom and turned on the shower before I went back to my room and pulled my stash out. I rolled up three fat blunts and sat them on my nightstand next to my phone for when I got out; I was gone relax tonight. I stayed in the shower for a good forty-five minutes letting the hot water run over my body and relax my muscles. I cleared my mind of everything that had happen tonight well except for the part when Christina and I went out. I can say I had a good time with her but then again I always do. Seeing her in that sexy ass dress had me ready to say fuck them plans let me eat you. She was so damn gorgeous like I've seen plenty of sexy or fine women in my life but she was what you would consider to be gorgeous or beautiful. I replayed our little act on the porch at the trap house and if any regualar person were to walk by they would swear we was about to fuck right there. I reminised on the thought a little longer until I felt my man stand up. This girl had me ready to do somethings to her. I was trippen I had to stay on my G-shit. Love was no where near being in my upcoming plans. I got out the shower and dried off before I pulled on my boxers and a pair of basketball shorts. I got in my bed laid back flipped on my TV and fired up my first sweet. I was just chillen watching TV finnah light my second sweet when my phone rang.
"What?" I answered. "Daddy I miss you...and Im sorry how I was acting the other day. You know I dont like it when other bitches is in your face" Michelle whinned through the phone. "How many times I gotta tell yo ass, I...AM...NOT...YOUR...NIGGAAAAAAA" I said slowly maybe she would understand it then. "Damn Razell im not fucking slow you dont gotta keep saying that she huffed. But I want you daddy I wanna come bounce up and down on that big dick of yours" I thought about it for a second. A nigga did need some pussy. "You done acting like a lil bitch?" "Yessssss daddy I told you im sorry" "Yea whatever be here in fifteen minutes" I said ending the call. I went back to watching TV and smoked my last two blunts while I waited for michelle. She just didnt know how hard she was finnah get this pipe I needed to release some stress and she was the perfect person I could use to do that.
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In Love With A Street Nigga
Teen FictionAfter the death of her beloved parents, Christina promised herself that she would NEVER EVER get herself involved with anybody in the street business. The night of her 18th birthday, Christina was on her way to her car when she was pulled into a dar...