He's a Ho

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2 months later.....

Tamela Pov

"Yeah girl I'm bout to pick his ass up," I said to my best friend, Karen as I pulled out of my driveway.

"You really picking this nigga up like you a uber. What if his bitch see you," she said laughing.

"Yes ma'am. I'm about to pick him up and take him to get something to eat and then we going back to my house to chill. I don't give a fuck about that ho. It ain't my fault her nigga don't want to fuck her," I explained. 

A lot of the niggas that I talk to have girlfriends and babymamas. Do I give a fuck? No because I'm not in a relationship with them bitches. I'm in my ho phase and living out the best of my ho days. That is until a certain man in my life wants to make things official, but until then I'm a ho. 

"Bitch lie again! You taking him to yo house to fuck. You know this nigga easy and you know he like food," she replied.

"Right! I'm bout to slut his ass out for a happy meal bitch," I said.

"Bitch not the happy meal. Nigga at least give the dick up for a lil more than that like some steak or something," Karen laughed.

"He don't have no self respect, but he got some good dick and he nasty," I replied.

"I know what you mean girl, but I need to tell you something," she trailed off.

"What is it? Come on spit it out like you spit out that one nigga's nut on his shoes," I spoke.

"Ho fuck you, but anyway Drew came through last night," Karen replied.

"Girl you fucked him good didn't you," I said smiling knowing my bestie pulled out her best freaky tricks. 

"Nah bitch he fucked me. I ain't never been so happy to suck dick. He slutted me out. The next morning, I woke up before he did and cooked him some breakfast. I made pancakes, sausage, bacon, eggs, cheese grits, and biscuits," Karen explained. 

"Well damn bitch. You could have called me to come get some breakfast. You know I love your biscuits, but I understand because you did it for yo nigga that's not yo nigga or whatever," I responded. 

"Oh he definitely my nigga now. Matter fact he still here. He's in the living room. I think he's in there counting some money. I need to get off the phone with you so I can go do my duties and rub his shoulders and shit," she spoke. 

"You playing, but he might wife you. I'm just waiting on David to do the same thing for me, but until then I'll just settle for my lil hos," I replied. 

"He gonna come see you girl. He just too busy chasing money right now, and plus I heard that he dealing with drama from his babymama right now too," Karen reassured. 

"Yeah, Lauren has always been a bitter bitch since 2nd grade. But you know me, I don't lose sleep over these niggas. But yeah girl, let me go get Marquise and get his ass some food," I said pulling up in front of Marquise's house. 

"Okay girl. I'll let you get to you lil happy meal ho, and I'm going to go spend some time with my man. I love you bye," Karen said. 

"I love you too," I replied before she hung up. 

I see Marquise come out of the house and he walks down the driveway. 

"What's up wit you, Ma," he spoke getting in the car. 

"Nothing much. What about you? I heard you got another baby on the way," I said. 

"Yeah I do, but you know I don't really want to think about that right now. You know I only want to focus on you when I'm with you," Marquise explained. 

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