Just What I Am.

{2}

I woke up around 2 and checked my phone. Of course it was Austin(my boss) blowing up my phone with addresses.

Today is gonna be a good day, I get to deliver! I hopped into the bathroom and threw up one last time before brushing my teeth. Curled my hair into long spirals down my back, and wore a white bandana. My hair is brunette and turns blond as it falls. Slid my bottom grill in my mouth and walked into my closet and grabbed my high waisted shorts, and my Diamond tank top.

Austin put the package in the mailbox for me to get. I grabbed it as I pulled out onto the road in my car.

I was pretty fast when it came to selling. I got at least 6 drug deals done in 3 hours. Motherfuckas always askin me to stay awhile and smoke it with em. I stay serious and leave fast cause you never know what they would try do. I keep a gun with me, in case I've never had to use it though.

I stopped at the Starbucks in front of the last address and got a Carmel crunch. Just left my car and walked across the street with the biggest package of the day. It's dark out already and this side of town isn't the safest.

I walked up the stairs and knocked twice on the door. Some tall black man with tattoos all over answered the door coughing.

"Ahh, hey there mama you here for me or my dick?" He rubbed his chin as he looked up and down at my body. I couldn't help but to laugh.

"Haha. Nah I'm here with y'all's shit." I said showing my grill a little.

"Damn mama you be sexy , neva would've guess a girl like you would be selling" he said letting me in.

"Yea well you don't even know my name, I highly doubt you'd know my life story." He looked at me and smiled before screaming out a name.

Before I knew it the door up the hall flew open and smoke fogged the appartment up.

"Oh shit. Austin was right you is a fast seller. How much I owe ya ma?" The tall sexy ass man with French braids and a SnapBack on walked out the room and stood a little too close to my face.

"7. It's over there on the table, but you should go easy on it. Austin like his shit strong." I said not able to look away form his perfect face.

He passed me a lot more than 700 but I could tell he don't care.

"My name is Rakim," he said smiling and revealing his gold teeth as he sat on the couch, "come here lil mama sit wid me." I nodded and slowly walked over. " I don't bite, haha unless you want me to. In that case you'd be screamin bloody murder." I sat next to him and the other guy left the room.

I couldn't help but to lick my lips as he rolled the joint. I noticed him look at me a couple times and smirk.

We sat there and passed the weed back and forth. I started coughing at the strength of it, but Rakim was completely fine.

"I got a better idea ma." He moved the hair from my face with two of his fingers. And turned around to turn up the music behind him.

" awe yea and what is that my dear?" I said moving his hand back to his body.

He handed me a foam cup and dropped some jolly ranchers in the bottom of it.

"Drink this." He watched as I kept sipping the liquid and every sip I took the more control I lost.

Before I knew it I was up dancing to Kendrick Lamar and swaying my hips everywhere.

"Damn baby, you wanna take this in there?" He said pointing towards to the room he came out of.

"Nah, if we're gonna do anything else, it's gone be right here on this couch." I waited for him to nod before I put my legs around each side of his thighs.