Morris Black

"I Want to Be Your Man" -Zapp & Roger

                 "I Want to Be Your Man" -Zapp & Roger

Avery was picking up Pinky from school today and he decided that he was done playing the baby games with her. He wanted Pinky to be his and only his. Avery didn't like the fact that she was spending more and more time with Riley every day.

“Wassup ma?” Avery asked Pinky as she got into his car.

“Nothing much glad to be out that bitch! I felt my brain getting swell. Can you take me to get something to eat? I'm starving!” Pinky ate the rest of her baked chips.

“Where you want to go?” Avery pulled off from her school.

“Anywhere you want to take me playboy.”

“My treat, your decision.”

“Ugh. You really like to be complicated, just take me to BW3s.”

Avery got onto the freeway thinking about making Pinky his wife when she graduates from school. He was on the come up and she would be the perfect trophy wife for him.

 Avery pulled up to BW3s and worked himself up an appetite. He and Pinky made their way inside the restaurant and immediately got seated. The waitress gave them their drinks and walked away giving them time to order. Pinky glanced at Avery who was staring her down.

“Problem?” Pinky sat down her menu.

“You're my woman now, you know that?” Avery looked her in the eyes.

“Do I get a say so in this?” She cocked her head back.

“Why you gotta play hard to get? Let's just stop playing with each other feelings and make this shit official.”

“You're right. Whatever, FYI if you do me dirty I could do it ten times worse.” Pinky looked at him seriously. Avery knew that she meant what she said. He didn't take it as a threat though, Avery planned to spoil her like the spoil brat she already is.

Fifteen minutes later, the waitress brought out their food and they wasted no time feeding their faces.

“Can we go shopping now?” Pinky finished her food and was ready to spend his money two seconds into the relationship.

Avery laughed. “Come on ma, you milking me already.” Avery placed a hundred dollar bill on the table and they left.

“Whatchu working with?” Pinky looked at him. “You know I'm no Wet Seal, or Forever 21 type of bitch! I want Chanel, Gucci, Prada, and Louis Vuitton, Polo, Fendi, and shit.”

Avery thanked God Morris Black had his back because without it, he couldn't hang with Pinky five star, top notch ass. Right now Avery was selling Kush by the pound and only could afford so much. He could get her the basics now but the big expensive shit would have to wait until he upgraded.

Avery pulled up to Zach's Inn, which had all of the labels you could think of. Pinky stopped in Ralph Lauren first and he knew his pockets were going to be empty by the time they leave when she picked up some eleven hundred dollar boots.

“Come on ma, eleven-hundred dollars for some boots for real?” Avery looked at Pinky.

She smiled like a fat kid in front of a birthday cake. “But they're cute and cozy!”

“Those better be the warmest boots in the world for eleven-hundred dollars.”

He knew Pinky was far from done when he spent seven grand on her in Ralph Lauren. When the entered Gucci, he made a mental note in his head not to go over three grand. For the simple fact that it was all he had left in his pocket. Pinky grabbed her two purses and a scarf, hat and glove set. Avery paid the damage and was glad when she was ready to go.