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Just give me all your loving
Girl I'll do all the rubbing
That's all I ask of you
I'll kiss you anywhere (I'll kiss you anywhere, baby)
Yes, love, even there (Even there)
That's all I ask of you
Kissin' you is not enough for me You know I'm a big boy,
And big boys have desires
Makin' love is what I wanna do
But I need a true friend to make it come together
Just give me all your lovin
Girl I'll do all the rubbing
That's all I ask of you
: Ask Of You by Raphael Saadiq
   
                 King P.O.V.

         "You still didn't have to threaten that damn boy's life," Lyric laughed as we headed into the house. Yes she was still talking about the boy whose life I supposedly threatened.

           "He didn't have to look at you," I replied.

             "Ms. Alice, your son threatening children," Lyric snitched.

            "That wasn't no damn child voice deeper than Blue from the temptations and mustache thicker than you," I snapped.

           "He's still a minor," she snapped back.

           "You must want him to look at you?" I asked being petty.

            "Keep on King," she said pointing her finger.

           "I'm just playing," I laughed. She rolled my eyes.

            "Ms. Alice I'm gone kill your first born," Lyric said.

             "Just make sure I get the insurance money and not Lauren," she replied.

           "Damn ma. That's how you feel?" I asked offended.

           "Who is Lauren?" Lyric asked.

           "That wife of his," mama said.

           "I thought her name was Tiffany, Brittany or Ashley some like that," Lyric laughed. I just looked at her.

            "Well let's call her Ashley," mama chuckled.

            "I would, but we could at least give her $50,000 for cooking, cleaning, and putting up with his smart mouth, annoying ass," she stated.

           "Mama you really gonna let her kill me?" I asked.

           "Kyren leave me alone. You so damn annoying at times," she sighed. I rolled my eyes and went to my room.

             About five minutes later, I heard light footsteps. "Baby your momma gone to a Church meeting," I heard Lyric say. I turned to look at her.

             "How long she say she going to be gone?" I asked.

           "A couple of hours," she shrugged.

            "Good," I said pulling her on the bed with me.

           "Kyren no, not in your mama's house," she said pulling away.

          "Baby just the tip. That's all I ask of you," I cooed. She couldn't help but smile and that's when I flipped that ass over.

                "You know you not about to put just no tip in," she chuckled.

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