Deception

Chapter 6: The Meeting

"So how are you and that sexy chocolate boyfriend of yours?" Shay asked as she passed me the blunt.
"Okay I guess." I said.
"Well that dont sound too convincing." She pointed out.
"I dont know girl im rather board with him." I said. She started laughing at me.
"Awwww i know whats going on you want some new dick well go get you some new dick. Ole chocolate daddy dont got to know." I laughed at her. My 18th birthday was approaching rapidly I wanted to get it in. When i got home my mom immediately started yelling at me.
"Where the fuck you been at?" She asked.
"I was at Shay's why are you sweating me."
"I sure hope your ass is looking for a job because when you turn 18 you are getting the fuck out my house!" I cant understand for the life of me why that bitch wanted me to go under. I went in my room and got on my laptop. I started applying for numerous jobs. My dad got laid off from his job so i could no longer look to him to support me. That night i decided to go back to Shay's house because my mom was getting on my last nerve.
"I need to find a job girl." I expressed to her. Shay seemed to be up on her money game so i wanted to know how she did it.
"Fuck a 9-5 I work for my nigga rick." She said.
"Well what do you do?" I asked.
"Girl you aint strong enough or smart enough to fuck with this dope game." Dope game? This girl was on some illegal shit, but she had a nice car a nice apartment and she always dressed nice. She stayed draped in jewelry. Her son always had diapers and food. She was set.
"Tell me shay i want to know." I pleaded.
"Ight well let me call him over here he can explain to you for himself." I sat there and wondered to myself if this was the road i wanted to go down. I really had no other options because my mom made it clear i was out on my ass when i turned 18. Fuck it i got to do what i need to do. Shit Lashay was living good i want to be like her. By the time we finished smoking our blunt there was a knock on Lashay's door.
"Come in nigga!" She yelled at the door. In walked the one she called Rick. He was a tall slim chocolate man. He had long silky hair like the singer Lloyd. He wore it in a ponytail to the back with a fresh line up. When he opened his mouth he had a perfect set of pearly whites. His outfit alone had to be worth 500 dollars. True Religion jeans, Ralph Lauren Polo shirt with Coach shoes. GOTDAMN this nigga was fine i thought to myself.
"You dropped somethin." He said to me. I looked down to see what i dropped.
"What I drop?" I asked him confused.
"Your bottom Jaw Mami pick it up." He said laughing. Wow sexy and a cocky motherfucker. He knew i was looking at his fine ass. I didnt know i was that damn obvious. Lashay gave me a look that said he wasnt the type of nigga you would want to mess with. I didnt care i disreguaded that little look of hers because i wanted him.
"Shes trying to get down with this here game Rick." Lashay explained.
He looked me up and down for a quick second.
"How old are you because ya look like jail bait." Rick said to me.
"Im 18 im a grown ass woman!" I stated very proudly.
"She aint 18 she 17 and she bout to be flat on her ass thats why she need this shit." Lashay chimed in. Wow what a typical bitch trying to make it seem like im broke and desperate. I am but she didnt have to say it to the nigga. I know she knows im interested.
"Do you have a car?" He asked me.
"Um no." I said nervously.
"Your own place?" He asked again.
"Negetive." I stated.
"So what in the fuck can you do for me besides get a nigga locked up? I aint fuckin with it.". He said.
"Look Rick she can start doing some things with me, and when she gets on her feet you can start giving her the big boy work." Lashay suggested.
"Aight Dont fuck this up Lashay or ill kill your ass." He said with a stern tone. I couldnt tell if he was serious or not. He had this I dont care about anything attitude that made me want him even more. He slid Lashay a square shaped package wrapped up in a brown paper bag.
"You know what to do with this shit." He said as he left her house. Lashay began to explain how this job involved lots of traveling and long hours. She guarenteed me that the money was worth it. I eventually was going to need my own shit if i wanted to clock in the big dollars like her. When I got home that night all my shit was on the front porch of my apartment. I began banging on the door. A man opened the door that looked like Superfly answered.
"Who the fuck are you?" I asked.
"You must be the disrespectful little bitch your mom was talking about." He said.
"What! Man nigga i dont know you tell my mom to come to the door."
"Look girl im running shit around here now so dont show your fucking face around here no more. You lucky i gave you your shit and didnt sell it. Now get the fuck on." He slammed the door in my face. I couldnt believe this shit. My mom let some no name dude ive never seen before kick me out the house. I didnt want to call Lashay and have her come all the way back to my moms house to get me. I called Jeremiah about 10 times he didnt answer the phone. My life was spinning out of control. I knew the only way to get it back on track was to get on with Rick and his drugs. I piled all my bags onto my back and began to walk. I had no clue where i was going. With every step i took i began to grow tired. An all black Mercedes Benz pulled up next to me.
"Aye Jail Bate!" The driver called to me. I looked and realized it was Rick. Oh shit! What are the chances of this? I was embarassed because i know i looked like a homeless prostitute.
"Hey." I said trying to play it off.
"You need a ride?" He asked me.
"Yeah but i aint got no where to go." I said.
"You can crash at my spot tonight,dont worry i dont bite... Unless you want me to." He told me with a big grin on his face. He immediately hopped out his car and started grabbing all my bags. I was excited but at the same time i felt guilty because i had every intention of fucking him. Then i thought Jeremiah wasnt there when I needed him the most so fuck him. While we were in the car i caught him looking at my titties a few times. I know he had to be thinking the same dirty thoughts as me. It turns out he lived in a nice apartment in Federal Way. So i dont know what he was doing cruising around by my house. Or my old house shall i say that whole situation had me fucked up in the head. His apartment was nice and clean. He had a big LED T.V in his living room it had to be at least 50 inches.
"Is it okay if I shower?" I asked him.
"Yeah girl go head i dont want you stinking around me."
"I dont stink!" I protested.
"Whatever get yo ass in the shower ill grab your bags." He told me. What i gentlemen. While i was showering i was thinking to myself does this guy even know my name? Hes letting me stay in his place and i could be some crazy ass lady. When i got out the shower he was in his living room playing Madden. I purposely put on some short shorts and a low cut T-shirt. I needed some new dick in my life and i most definately was going to get it. I went and sat next to him.
"So how old are you?" I asked him as i was caressing his soft hair.
"Im a grown ass man jail bate." He said smiling.
"My name is Larissa.! Im not jail bate im gonna be 18 in 1 week!"
"I know your name ma im just fucking with you, but to answer your question im 24." Oooh 24? I thought to myself. I could work with that.
"I dont know why you rubbing all on me you cant handle this dick lil girl." He said still smiling. His smile made me want to tattoo his name on me!
"You dont know what i can handle,dont underestimate me just because im young." I dont know why the fuck i said that. All i ever did was lay on my back with Jeremiah. I never got on top or tried any other position. That nigga was just boring. He stood up, turned off his game and told me to prove it!
"Prove What?" I asked excitedly. He didnt say a word he just picked me up and carried me into his room. I looked all around. He had iced out chains, rings, and necklaces sprawled out all over his dresser. The dope game had been good to him! He laid me out over his bed. His silky sheets felt so good. When he pulled out his dick i almost took off running out the door. My eyes widened as i scooted closer to take it in my mouth. I felt like i was getting a dental exam as wide as my mouth was open. After a few minutes of me giving him head he snatched my shorts off and started going down on me. Oh my lord he eats pussy? I thought to myself. Jeremiah would NEVER do that and he damn sure wasnt packing a dick like Rick. Him giving me head was an invigorating experience. He then flipped me over and started hitting it from the back another first for me. Where has this wonderful sex been all my life?
"Can you ride a dick?" He asked me. I didnt say shit because i know damn well i couldnt. He didnt wait for me to respond he layed on his back and sat me on top of him. Before i could try any movenent at all he started bouncing me up and down up. This nigga was strong as fuck and knew how he liked it. I had my first orgasm that night. I didnt regret not one second of it. I didnt know this man from Adam but I was in love. That was a definate party foul. I dont really care though because i finally got the sex ive been begging for.