chapter 32: Mommy in f-law

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Dominic's POV
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December 31, 
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3:30 p.m.
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"But a who really decide fi choose violence ina the new year eve," I say referring to the loud as hell music that I hear coming towards my gate. 

Then tha person ya cya rightid. 

Walking to the front of my yard to take a proper look at this society menace, I see a familiar sliver Honda fit  slowing down before reaching the speed humps in the middle of the road. 

Ah boy. 

I open the gate and watch as she drives in and park. 

Lay on my stomach, toot it up, do the crybaby 
Look back, hold it open, now he annihilated Moaning like a bitch when he hit this pussy

What in the world kind a song this. 

She comes out the car holding her hand bag and smiling at me, "Ta—

Before I could finish speaking she bends over in front of me and shake her ass on my manhood. "Choke me, spank me, look at me, thank me If I give it to another nigga, he'll hate me Spit, slurp, give him that work," she sings along to the song blasting through the speakers. 

Unu a see this?

Deciding to have a little fun with her, I match her energy by holding on to the belt in her pants and bounce her on me to the rhythm.

"Aye," I hype her up and she starts laughing. 

"Dominic chill," She says taking deep breaths and wiping the sweat from her forehead.

I laugh and walk to the gate to close it. "How you so unfit lady, and tun off yuh noise a residential area we ina."

"Yeah whatever," after she says this the song comes to an end and the sound of a car door shutting makes Stella starts barking.

Before you bark after the noise yuh bark ofa the door shutting.

"Aahhh!" I watch Tamika screaming and running through the open door.

The two dog Dem jus wa play ino and hear how she a mek it look like them wa eat her alive.

"Fraidy friady like," I laugh.

"Them hate mi!" She shouts.

No they don't.

"Guh Suh!" I shout at the dogs and they scram to the back of the yard.

Tami runs up the stairs as I enter and close the door behind me.

But  she extra bubbly today tho, a wonder why.

. . . . .

Tamika walks out the bathroom with my towel wrapped around her torso and her hair in a messy bun.

I observe her as she approaches me and tosses the towel to the ground, allowing her bare body to be fully exposed.

I bite my bottom lip as I look into her eyes, and she smiles and straddle me.

Hmm...

 "Yuh brave tho," I remark, with a  lopsided grin on my face.

"Call me Merida."

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