BANDIT II

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BEWARE OF THOSE
Beware of those who are bitter, For they will never allow you To enjoy your fruit. Beware of those who criticize you When you deserve some praise for an achievement, For they secretly desire to be worshiped. Beware of those who are needy or stingy, For they would rather sting you Than give you anything. Beware of those who are always hungry, For they will feed you to the wolves Just to get paid. Beware of those who speak negatively About everything and everybody, For a negative person will never say A positive thing about you. Beware of those who are bored And not passionate about life, For they will bore you with reasons For not living. Beware of those who are too focused with Polishing and beautifying their outer shells, For they lack true substance to understand That genuine beauty is in the heart That resides inside. Beware of those who step in the path of your dreams, For they only dream to have the ability To take half your steps. Beware of those who steer you away From your heart's true happiness, For it would make them happy to see you Steer yourself next to them, Sitting with both your hearts bitter. Those who are critical don't like being criticized, And those who are insensitive have a deficiency in their senses. And finally, Beware of those who tell you to BEWARE. They are too aware of everything And live alone, scared. Poetry by Suzy Kassem - Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

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I jog down the steps to the door, rolling my eyes when I look through the peep hole. I open the door, leaning on it as I tilt my head. Why the hell is she sticking around I don't know. I study her face of worry crossing my arms with an amused face.

"Can I help you?" I question.

"Yea, we need to talk." She says.

"About what yo?"

"Somebody told." Kamren sighs. I shrug my shoulders, turning on my heels as she follows me inside

"So? So! They're going to fucking kill us!" She panics.

"If you scared of death baby girl, you should of never stayed. I let your ass go, but no you wanted to stay with Ramir and whoever else you fucking. That's your own fault." I shrug. 

"How is it my fault when you abducted me!" 

"Bitch I held you hostage for two weeks! Then when you told me what I needed to know, I let you go! You stuck around to get dicked down! I didn't put a fucking gun to your head and tell you to sleep with niggas. You chose that decision, not me!" She smacks her lips, crossing her arms.

"If you didn't abduct me, I wouldn't be in this shit." She mumbles. I laugh shaking my head.

"No if you wouldn't of stayed after I let you ass go, you wouldn't be in this shit. You kept coming back, you had my number. All you had to do was call and tell me what I needed to know. You the one that kept coming around." I argue. I make my way to my office, shaking my head.

"I kept coming around because..." Kamren pauses, as I turn around with raised brows, waiting for her response. She looks down at her fingers, shyly and I already knew what was up. I grab her wrist, throwing her over to my desk. I bend over by her neck, unbuckling my pants. I take a condom out, rolling it on smoothly.

When done, I lift Kam's dress up pulling her panties to the side. I ram into her, grunting yet surprised at her tightness. I guess she wasn't whoring around like I thought. I move in and out of her roughly, holding her hands behind her back throwing my head back in satisfaction.

"This what you fucking wanted?" I grit, slapping her ass.

"Yea." She whimpers in moans. I tuck my bottom lip between my teeth, going harder making our skin smack. I could feel her walls contract, which drove me insane. I put all my weight on her back, groaning in her ear as I slowed up for her to feel each inch.