Kandy..., You can't even say the name without your voice dripping like honey, the girl was pure sex. She's had that effect since 7th grade, when she acquired the nick name. Mahogany, that was the name she was given at birth, fitting to say the least. Mahogany Leign Sanchez, pretty name for a gorgeous girl. She had this deep dark chocolate skin and these race track curves, the girl was straight out of a rappers fantasy. Her short 5'4 frame was stacked to capacity. Then she had this walk, no this strut, man the way she moved made even a nun reconsider, don't get it twisted though she did not pitch for the same team. She had a beautiful head of curls, thanks in part to her Ghanian mother, she never knew her father but she assumed it was one of the Latino corner boys her mom used to fuck for her fix. He probably found out he knocked up the neighborhood crack whore, and dipped. She grew up in the gritty Detroit streets, so she was strong as she was sexy. Being the daughter of a crack whore wasn't exactly a cake walk,that coupled with her looks (i.e. jealous ugly bitches with nothing to lose) meant baby girl knew her shit. At only 19, she gave bitches twice her size and 10 years her senior a run for their money, a good portion of it over her sugar daddy. Let's keep one thing straight, she made enough money to keep herself in the lap of luxury but she's rather some pussy whipped ass dope man, of all his coin before she spends a dime of hers. She had enough saved up to disappear comfortably,just incase shit got hairy. The only lesson her absentee ever taught her 'was that niggas are not to be trusted, period' especially drug dealers. She was about money and that's all, nothing else. Love doesn't exist in her world, she never recieved it, so eventually it became this foreign unheardof matter. To be quite frank, she never really thougth about the concept of love, mostly because it really didn't matter. Her fast paced, over crowded lifestyle had no room for it. Don't get me wrong, she didn't mind being held every now and again, but the white picket fence bullshit wasn't for her. Nope running the streets was her life.
