Part 82
CHAPTER 4
( Back To Business )
March, 12, 1983
"I still can't Believe you let that nigga get away with doing what he did to you girl!" Laquisha say sitting at coney Island with Margrete. Girl Lorenzo is not worth my Time any more I focused on bigger and better things. "Like what?" Laquisha ask. Like my new boo, Lyles. Oww you talking about that boy at the mall. With his little fine ass. Yeah him, we been talking lately. Talking? Ya'll been talking for damn near 6 or 7 months now to be precise. When you gone get that dick.! Margrete shook her head, bitch is there any thing else you think about beside dick. "NOPE!" Laquisha say laughing as did Margrete. "We haven't gotten there yet but we will and when we do, I'm gone tear his ass up." Margrete say grinding the seat she was in. Ayeee, I feel you girl. Laquisha gave her play. But yeah, I was coming up here to fill out a application, I didn't think I was gone see you here. A requirement at the womens shelter is we search for a job or look for some type of schooling. So I been out job searching. I'm still thinking about getting my G.E.D they said they can help me out with that. since I'm turning 16 soon, my case worker helping me getting that started. Ok well go head girl! I'm proud of you. Thank you girl. Margrete got up from her seat, well I'm about get going. Were you headed now? I'm about to go see Lyles at his place. Oh really now? Yes It's my first time going so I'm nervous as fuck. Oh shit, guess play time coming sooner then later. "Girl bye, Ill talk to you later." Margrete say laughing heading out the door.
Margrete caught the bus to State fair and Yacoma were Lyles stayed. She walked up 7 mile and Yacoma until she reach state fair. She read the address on the piece of papaer she carried matching it to a house on the corner. She became nervous walking up to his door, before knocking she straitened herself out. Lyles came to the door letting her in. I almost didn't think you were coming. Why would you think that. Margrete asked walking into the living room. his home was layed with brown carpet, in the living room their was a black leather couch with a matching lazy boy with and glass end table in front of the couch. Across the room was a 42 inch floor Tv and a cable box on top of it. His home was nice and warm, Margrete felt cozy before she could even sit down. "What you cooking?" She asked smelling the air. A small dish, A mini shrimp pot pie. Oww that sounds good. Oh it is, just wait until you try it. "You can have a seat." Lyles insist. Margrete sat on the leather couch sitting back. You know next time you want to come over I could always come get you. No, it's ok, I'll catch the bus.
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A Detroit Love Thang 2 (The Prequel)
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