Rock POV
I sat in the passenger seat on our way home and thought about what just happened. I've never let no female have that kind of control over what we do when it comes to sex. I don't feel in control anymore and I have a problem with that. I never let a femalebtouch me. And a stud at that. What the fuck Rock you gotta get yo shit together man. When we arrive to the house, I get out the car and walk up onto the porch. I become very nervous about seeing my uncle. "EDDY COME HEREBITS AN EMERGENCY?" jay screams to the top of her lungs. Like a herd of elephants my uncle hurries down the stairs with his gun tucked into his waist. He stops in mid tracks when he spots me. A tear fell down his cheek first. The. Down mine. As he was walking up to hug me, gunshots let off and I collapse to the ground. Then my uncle. Then Jay. Game over.
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General Fictionthis is a story about two studs from opposite sides of the track. Jay, a wealthy black stud that is extremely boastful and not very caring for others. she exceeds past the stereotypes of your "typical" "black families" and has trouble remembering th...
