The Perplexed Procurer

8

'Sweetness' Adoni Smith

Remaining calm the entire time, I released a breath when the judge ordered the shackles to be free from my body.

My legs were striding wide as I covered the courtroom to get some fresh air. Outside, I rolled my neck around and flagged a taxi down so I could go straight home. I had unfortunately missed the two months of our pregnancy and she was due to pop any day now. With a clean record and liberty back on my side, I figured surprising the girls at home would be a nice gift for all.

The judge, whom is the father of Lilly, wasted no time letting me go. Before he got on his high horse I had his slut of a daughter going to the most prestigious school in the state to study medicine. Her tuition alone was a mortgage and then some, he knew he was forever indebted to me. All of the coke she and he snorted from my stash alone was enough to pay off their students debts and house bills.

When I started pimping at the young age of 13, I had one run in with the judge at the downtown brothel I now owned. He was caught with his dick out, receiving pleasure from a white woman despite the fact he had a beautiful, Black Christian wife and daughter to tend to. We had locked eyes and I knew to always hold that above his head, especially because he was still paying some of my whores' rent.

The cab stopped a street down from Ma and I decided to run into the hood spot to grab some candies and roses for my ladies. With the jail blues still on, I pushed my hanging curls back from my face and left the store in a hurry. I wouldn't consider it stealing, I had credit all around the city, my name alone held more power than a paper dollar ever could.

"I'm not gonna make it to the hospital," I heard Toni whimpering. I pushed through the screen door, dropping the goods on the kitchen table to find all of the ladies in the downstairs bathroom.

"Doni!" Page who no longer had a binky in her mouth ran towards me. I picked her small body up and snuggled into her, soaking in her scent as my eyes never left my woman. Her entire disposition shifted, she had a sternness about her that wasn't there when I left.

"Put that child down and come aid your woman," Ma stood up from the bathroom floor. Doing as she said, I took my top off, leaving me in a wife beater and blue jail pants.

"You good?" I asked, kissing her in her mouth not caring that our elder was present. My hunger for Toni grew everyday, it was like a baby to a healthy flowing nipple—I needed her.

She probably didn't know it, but I did. Pushing my thoughts back, I focused on what mattered most and talked to her while Ma left to retrieve whatever she needed for the baby.

"We don't even have a name," she chuckled lowly, moaning and groaning immediately after. I shrugged, just thankful that I was able to get a baby and a healthy one at that.

"I feel it," she yelled.

Ma yelled from the kitchen, "you better not push yet, child."

Toni threw her head back and the water became red and brown.

"Mommy pooped herself," Page pointed to the turds in the water. I turned around scolding her silently, telling her now was not the time to be crass.

"Ma, come get Page," I tried to be patient, trying to protect Toni in every way I could.

"Aw child, hush! She can point out what she see, I'd be worried if she didn't!"