Chapter 8

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A Trapper's Priority

Chapter 8 :

Ja tied the strings to his All Black Timbs & pulled on His Black Polo Beanie. Watching his Wife pout , He Laughed.

" I don't want you to leave ".

" Daddy gotta get this bread ma . Who gone support Us If I don't work "?

" If you wouldn't Have got me Fired from My Job , I could have ".

" My Daddy Raised me better than That. My wife s'posed to be In the house Making dinner for When I come home & cleaning. I bring home the Bacon Meme  ".

" Whatever You say Boo . Make sure while You slinging them Rocks You don't go Slinging MY dick As Well ".

Jazir Laughed and Shook His head. His Wife was crazy thinking Everybody wanted him. True They Did want him But it didn't make What She said Less humorous.

" you heard What I said Esposo ? This is my Dick . Nobody elses. And If I find out you laying pipe down elsewhere ... imma cut it off. Comprende  "? His Wife asked While Squeezing his dick reassuringly

Jazir nodded.

" Relax Ma. I ain't slinging my dick nowhere Else But Home . Trust Me ".

" There's No place like home Jazir. This home is the best you'll ever receive ".

" I'd never Doubt That. Now show me What these other Niggas missing out on between Them Thighs ".

" Gladly Daddy ".

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Jazir Crept out the house once He Put his woman to sleep.

Unlocking his Car door He slid In & pulled off. 

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" Waddup Boss ? Long time No see . You found out Anything regarding the shooting up of Tae crib "? Maze asked

" Nah , not yet. I got People Ears to the Streets Tho ".

" Damn. I'm sure something 'll turn Up soon ".

           

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Mercedes sighed In frustration for The sixth time. Someone Was playing on her Fucking Phone & Wasn't saying Shit ! Interrupting her Beauty Sleep.

" Yo Who the fuck is this ? I don't have time for this petty shit . Obviously ya pussy ass ain't bout Nada If you Blocked ya number & you on silent "!

" You sent Ya nigga for me Baby ? I thought We was better than That ! Anyways ... how my Son Doing "?

Mercedes Grew sick to her stomach As She recognized The voice. It was the Man from the club.

" Nigga you Are Fucking Crazy. We dont go No kids together "!

" So you ABORTED my Baby Bitch ?! After all I've Done for you ? You ungrateful Little Hoe. Imma be Seeing You In A Few days. Believe That ! Tell Ya nigga That We ain't finished Yet "!

" Get ya bitch Ass off my line "! Mercedes Laughed as She spoke .

" Bye Boo. I love you. See you later ". He cooed and Hung up.

Why these niggas tripping Over me ?! Mercedes Wondered. There was plenty of other Pretty SINGLE females.

If only She knew the Real reason Behind Quincy's Sick Intellect.

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