Family Hustle

Gotta Have Her

Doug POV

I was trying to get it how I live
I want them dead presidents
I want to pull up, head spent
Get it, get fly, I got six jobs I don't get tired
And I don't get tired
I don't get, I don't get tired
And I don't get tired
I don't get, I don't get tired
And I don't get tired
I don't get, I don't get tired
Get it, get fly, I got six jobs, I don't get tired 

Blared through my speakers as I was parking at Sam's. My name Doug Houghton, but my street name Kep. I run these streets out here in Miami. Don't fuck with my shit and you won't be fucked up. 

Enough talking to yall I see my future wife.

"Hey ma," I said to her as I was glancing at her body. When I say she fine I mean she e'ry thang a guy could ever want in a female. I knew she wasn't like all these other females out here. That's what I like about her, she knows how to carry myself. I love women like her. I know I'm a thug and all but thugs need a ride or die and love too. One day after I start a family I plan passing the throne down to my right hand man Bud.

She looked but didn't say anything. I'm to wait for her to come back out. I want to get to know her more.

Ebony POV

I went in the store getting what we needed at home. As I waited in line at the register, I started think about Doug. I mean I'm single and do whatever I want. 

"Ma'am!" the cashier said snapping me out my thoughts.

"Oh, sorry."

"Thank you for your purchase, come again," he said as he gave me my bags.

I was about to get in my car when Doug came up to me.

"Hey beautiful. Why you out in the streets by yourself?"

Don't mess this up Ebony. Talk to him this time.

"Uhhhh, hey. What you mean?"

"Where is your man? I know you got one." I blushed when he asked me.

"I...I don't have one. He cheated on me."

"Aww ma. I can treat you right if you let me. Can I have your number?"

" Sure."

He took my phone from me and put he number in under DouggiePooh with hella emojis.

"Text me later, okay?" He said winking at me.

I nodded my head and drove home. I really hate living in this atmosphere. I'm almost done with school thank God, one more year. Even though I'm sixteen I'm hella smart. I skipped a grade and plus my birthday coming up. I'm glad today Friday too. It means work and the weekend with my sister. My mother don't know I'm a stripper and it's going to be kept that way. I'm still a virgin. I know yall thinking. "She a stripper how she a virgin?" But I only dance on the pole and give lap dances. Nothing more.

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