In these Houston Streets

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Blake

Another day another dollar. What's good fam, I'm Blake and I reside in Houston. I'm 34 years old and very well known in these Houston streets, I have owned and operated serval tattoo shops not just in Houston but in Texas. Me and my best friend Omari go back in forth between the shops, but the one in downtown Houston I tend be in mostly. I have had a very hard upbringing, but I haven't let it stop me from getting this bag, and I won't ever let anything, or anyone stop be from getting this money. I deal with these bitches out here in the streets with a ten-foot pole they only serve two purposes and that's either for me to get my dick wet or get me to some money, I have not ever had a girlfriend ain't ever been in love ya boy just like to get fucked on then dip.

I have someone that I tend to fuck on from time which is my girl best friend Honey. Me her and Omari all grew up together. She stayed right next door to where I grew up. Both my mother and father were drug dealers and were killed in a drug deal gone bad, Omari and I both were adopted by A wonderful black couple who were very well known and influential in Texas. At times I feel that the first seven years of my life are a bad dream, Honey was the only other friend I had besides Omari, don't get me wrong I kicked it with a lot of folks but them two is my mains on who I truly fuck with. Lately I have had this strange feeling that something or whether someone was coming, and it felt like it was going to be overwhelming, but my momma ain't raise no bitch so I would be down for whatever or whoever was to come my way.

Today was crazy in the shop I have been busy back-to-back with females wanting to get tatted up anywhere from they wrist to they ass and titties, I was ready to clear my calander for the day and have my assistant and Omari finish up when I heard the doorbell ring as the door opened and I felt like the wind had been knocked out my chest got damn I think to myself as I see one of the most beautiful women walk into the shop. She stands about 5'5 with bright ass red hair that looks like it goes down her back right above her ass. She has this beautiful ass caramel skin that seems to be glowing bright as hell damn near blinding ya boy.

We lock eye's and she smiles back at me not intimidated by me at all which I find to be sexy as hell, I look to the side of her and see how who I assume to be her friend who has a beautiful ass chocolate skin tone with black hair with bright pink highlights in it. I smile back at both ladies and approach both ladies but notice to the left of me Omari has already beat me to them, but his focus was on pinky while I was focused on big red. " Hey beautiful welcome to Blake's Tattoo shop, I'm Blake how can I help you", I say with my flirtiest smile I can muster. Big red smirks and I swear it's one of the sexiest things I have ever seen, she looks at pinky then back at me and say's "I'm Phoenix and this is my best friend Kamisha". She points to pinky next to her who I now know is Kamisha, I greet them back and it seems like her best friend Kamisha is hitting it off really well with Omari.

"So, what can I help you today beautiful". I say to Phoenix as I shamelessly eye fuck the shit out of her, she has a beautiful motha fuckin body, both her and her best friends' bodies is on point for real for real. As my eyes trail back up to her pretty ass face, she is smiling at me, fuck I think to myself is there anything on this girl that is not beautiful, "if your done eye fucking me, I can tell you what I want ", she smiles at me as she crosses her arms making them pretty ass titties push closer together. There's something about this woman and I very much like it, I would be a lie if I told you that I didn't wake up with a feeling that something major was going to happen today and I see what it was and that was me meeting my future wife.

Phoenix

Lord Jesus, I think we need to have a talk I think to myself as I stand in front of this fine ass man. I find it to be very funny that I bring my high yellow ass down to Texas and here I run into the sexist fucking man I have ever seen in my life and I'm going to really have to put my poker face on because the way he is looking at me is like he is really trying to snatch a bitch soul, but what he doesn't realize is while he is busy trying to snatch mines I definitely be trying to snatch his.

I end up telling him what I want and so does Kamisha who cannot stop flirting with who I know now as Blakes right hand and best friend Omari. Blake takes me back to his booth which is a fucking private room, sweet baby Jesus why have you forsaken me. Lord I'm really trying to be your servant and stay true, and the enemy is really trying me Lord, I'm saying mentally in my brain only to be snapped back to reality when I hear the door to the room close. We talked briefly about what I wanted done and were which was a full sleeve on my left arm of flowers and butterflies, and I also want flowers from the left side under my titty to connecting down to the flower tattoo I have on my left thigh. I picked what style I wanted out of his book as well as told him about the best friend tattoo that me and Kamisha wanted, he briefly leaves the room to confer with Omari to make sure that the tattoo was going to match up in the same spot we both wanted.

As he starts to get the tracing ready to place on my skin, I start to feel this eatable gummy I took earlier start to kick in I crack my neck to the side and Blake approaches me with a smile and say's I do my best work with my shirt off does that make you uncomfortable"? I lightly laugh and then frown saying "boy bye your good do you". But really what I want to say is hell nah you can't take your shirt off is you crazy, got me in here feeling like a dog in heat, but I keep it cool and keep my best poker face on, I sigh out quietly closing my eyes and open them to be met with one of the sexist's bodies on a man I have ever had the pleasure of seeing. He is covered in tattoos from the neck down to stomach his body is a work of art literally, he approaches me placing the paper on my arm and I feel my nipples start to harden as his fingers gently smooth out the paper on my arm and I close my eyes and think oh got damn.!

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