Morris Black: Playtime Is Over

New York

                               New York

                “What do you want to do first while I handle business you can-” Life started.

                “I know you’re not leaving me already?” Pinky pouted.

                “It won’t be that long besides I got someone whose going to keep you company.” Life said driving away from the airport.

                “And who is that?”

                “You’ll see. So as I was saying, you can go shopping first or you can go get your hair done first. Which one would you like?”

                Pinky still didn’t like the idea of him leaving her with a complete stranger while he goes handle business so she shrugged her shoulder and looked out the window. Life shook his head and headed towards his older sisters house. Life was hoping that the two got along because Pinky’s mouth was smart while his sister thought every woman was after his money.

                Life pulled up into the driveway of a big house located in Long Island, New York. Pinky observed the house and liked it. It was big but it didn’t have shit on her house down in St. Louis.

                “Nice house.” She said while Life got out opening her door.

                “Thanks, it’s my sisters I’ll tell her you said it. She still thinks it’s too small for her and my niece.”

                They walked up to her doorstep while Life rang the doorbell multiple times until his sister finally opened the door for them.

                “Nigga, don’t ring my doorbell like I didn’t fucking hear the first time!” His sister yelled in a heavy New York accent.

                “Cool out, B before I fuck you up right here.” Life quietly brought Pinky into the big, lavish house. “Juice, this is my woman Pinky, Pinky, this is my sister Juice.”

                “Nice to meet you.” Pinky smiled and extended her hand.

                Juice hesitated but shook her hand and returned the smile. She knew that if her brother was introducing a woman to her then she must be something serious. Juice had to admit to herself that Pinky was a beautiful woman with an amazing set of eyes.

                “I fucking love your eyes! Are they yours?” Juice stated bluntly.

                “Thank you and yes they are indeed mines.” Pinky proudly said.

                Pinky gave Juice a full look over and she wasn’t bad looking at all. Juice was five foot seven a hundred and forty pounds. Her ass was round and big, her breasts were at a 36D. She had a lip piercing, eyebrow piercing and various tattoos over her body. Her skin was fairly caramel and her hair was cut into a short hairstyle which complemented her very well.

                “Iight well listen, I’m going to drop her out at your hair spot and I want you to take her shopping wherever when her hair gets finished. By the time y’all done with that, I’ll be done with my business.” Life said to his older sister. “You got me?”

                “I got you baby bro, me and her are going to have some fun so don’t worry about it.” Juice confirmed.

                Life pulled up to his sisters’ hair salon called Juicy Styles. Everyone in the salon looked at Life’s white BMW and knew that it was him. What caught them by surprise is when Life opened the door for Pinky and watched the beauty step out with her head help up high with her designer labels on. Pinky pulled her shades off when she and Life walked into the shop. To Pinky it seemed as if everyone in the shop had stopped doing what they were doing to get a glimpse at her. She loved it.