Consequences

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⚠️⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ... SA IS BROUGHT UP IN CONVERSATION ⚠️⚠️

"Damn, I'm coming!"
Taraji yelled at whomever was beating at her door.
"How you gon' sell Honeys house?"
Taraji's cousin Shayla said as she invited herself into Taraji's apartment.
"What you mean? I am not going to live there, so why keep it?"
Taraji asked and sat down on the couch.
"Taraji, that house has been in our family since it was built. Our granddaddy built that house!"
Shayla yelled as she paced the floor.
"I know the history of the house. I don't need you to tell me. I can't afford to keep it, Shayla."
"It's paid off, Taraji."
"I know, but my mom fucked up a lot of stuff in there. And there are taxes to pay on it every year. There is no other alternative."
Shayla sat down in the chair in front of Taraji.
"Look, I know that we have not been too close, and I have done some pretty fucked up things to you."
Taraji looked at Shayla.
"OK, yes, I have done some real fucked up things.
But, Taraji, I am trying to live right with the Lord and by my kids. And having seven kids in a three-bedroom apartment isn't working."
"Shay, what are you trying to get at?"
Taraji said, already knowing where the conversation was heading.
"Let me get the house. It's four bedrooms and perfect for me and my kids."
"You must be out of your mind. Hell, no, Shay. You don't keep a job, and the second you don't pay right that shit is coming back on me."
Shayla looked at Taraji.
"T, I know you don't want to believe me, but that shit Honey said in her will really messed with me. After I got over being mad, i realized that she was right. I haven't done shit, and my kids are suffering because of me. I went and got a job and have been working at FedEx for almost a year. And, with the money I get from child support, I have more than enough to pay the taxes. If you will just rent the house out to me, you don't have to worry about it at all."
Taraji regarded the serious look on Shayla's face.
She knew that she was being genuine.
"It's funny that you treat me and my friends like shit, and now you come over here all humble 'cause you want something."
Taraji remembered all of the nasty comments Shayla made about her lifestyle.
"T, I was jealous,"
Shayla said dejectedly.
"I was envious as hell of you."
"What the hell for?"
Taraji said, shocked by the revelation.
"Look at you, T. Honey treated you like you were gold. She never treated me like that. You was living with Honey, getting true love, and I was stuck with my ho of a mother and my dad, who only came around when he wanted to sweet-talk my mother into not making him pay his child support. There is so much you just don't know, T."
"Why don't you fill me in?"
"T, you know who the father of my first child is?"
Shayla asked. Taraji shook her head.
"My mother's ex-boyfriend, Dante. I guess he wasn't satisfied with just screwing my mother."
"Shay, why you didn't tell us?"
Taraji asked.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"Cause there wasn't any way to prove it. Plus, I had already been labeled to be just like my mother."
"Damn, Shay, but you were sixteen."
"I know, but that's old water under the bridge. I just was envious of you. I wanted to be the good student, the basketball player and all, the apple of Honeys eye.
But now I have gotten my life right with the Lord, and I am trying to get right in every aspect. I want to do right by my kids. That's why I want to have the house."
Taraji stared at Shayla.
"All right, I will rent it out to you 'cause I know that is what Honey would want me to do. But you better keep shit right. I'll call the lawyer in the morning. I got two weeks of away games coming up, so I won't be able to do too much until afterward. But you can go ahead and move in."
Shayla stood up, hugged Taraji and headed to the door. She turned around and looked at Taraji.
"Um, T, I heard about what Hazel did. But, um, I think you should know that I saw her recently, and she is looking real bad, thinner than ever"
"Man, whatever. If she stay up off that shit, she wouldn't look like shit,"
Taraji said as she walked to close the door behind Shayla. Shayla grabbed Taraji's hand.
"Taraji, something I learned is that you gotta forgive. It's a book called In the Meantime by this lady name lylana or something. It's powerful, and you really should pick it up. You gotta forgive her 'cause in the end she's still your mother. And, Taraji, I really think you need to contact her. I think it's more than just the drugs."
"I hear you. I'll think about it,"
Taraji said as she closed the door behind her. She thought about what Shayla said. Naw, fuck that, she made her bed, now she gotta lie in it,
Taraji thought to herself as she headed to her room. She had to get some sleep.

Zaria could feel, the tension when she walked into
the room.
"You got a message,"
Nic said, never looking up from her book. Zaria looked at Nic and pushed the play button.
"What's going on, shorty? I just wanted to apologize for that whole ordeal in the U.C. You know a nigga still find it a little hard seeing you with old gal. Anyway you know who this is. Get at me."
"Nic, I didn't-"
Zaria said to Nic in her sweetest voice. Nic pulled her head out of the book.
"I don't even want to hear it, OK?"
"Nic, I have been in the same room for two years. It's not like she doesn't know the-"
"How can I get her out of your life?"
Zaria walked over to Nic and put her hands on her neck. She began to massage Nic's broad shoulders.
"Baby, there is nothing Jasmine can say or do to get me to go back to her. It is all about you and not about her. I am yours."
Nic stood up.
"I hear what you're saying, but it wasn't-"
Zaria smiled.
"Nic, I am yours. What can I do to make you feel better?"
Nic wrapped her arms around Zaria and smiled.
"I know something that will make me feel better."
Zaria knew what that smile meant. Her panties began to get wet.
"Well, I am willing to do whatever it takes to make you happy."
She pulled her shirt off, exposing her breasts. Nic picked Carmen up and placed her on the bed. She began to kiss her sensually. They could kiss for hours before making love. Their Cancer-Scorpio love connection included some very passionate sex.
Nic devoured Zaria's breasts. She licked just the way Zaria liked it. Zaria squirmed as her pussy got hotter and hotter. Nic unbuttoned Zaria's jeans while they kissed. With Zaria's constant moving, the pants fell to her ankles. Nic yanked the pants off and pushed Zaria's legs up in the air, almost making her feet reach her face. Nic stuck her tongue deep into Zaraia's walls. She sucked on Zaraia's clit, causing Zaria's whole body to tremble.
"Shit, shit!"
Zaria yelled as Nic's tongue danced all around her walls, hitting every one of her hot spots. Zaria took her hands and grabbed her legs, pulling them out so that Nic could use her hands to rub on her nipples. She raised her butt. The yoga class she was taking gave them even more positions to try. Nic looked at Zaria.
"Damn, baby, I am glad you took yoga."
She took her tongue and continued to lick Zaria's rim up and down before settling in. Nic was the first to toss Zaria's salad, and she loved it ever since. Zaria let Nic's finger enter her asshole and pushed her booty back as she begged Nic for more. Nic edged another finger into the tight hole as she continued to lick around the rim. The pressure of Nic's fingers inside and the softness of the feel of Nic's tongue stroking around her anus was almost too much for Zaria to bear. Zaria reached across her belly and began to stroke the protruding button between her wet lips. She moaned softly and trembled as Nic went at it, stroking, licking and teasing her, then sucking the juices pouring from her pussy as well. Nic reached up, pushed Zaria's hand away and began to stroke the hard little clit herself. At this point Zaria could no longer rein in the convulsions that erupted from her body. Her face contorted as orgasmic spasms took control of her body. Nic looked at Zaria and laughed at her facial ex-pression. Nic loved the looks that Zaria made after she had a hard orgasm. She climbed up on the bed and kissed Zaria.
"I love you, shorty,"
Nic said as she held Zaria in her arms. Zaria closed her eyes.
"I love you too."