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| Taymor |
"Nigga you gone be a What?" My nigga Santana laughed at me while holding his stomach.
I chuckled at his reaction as I grabbed my phone preparing to leave for this interview.
"A pornstar Santana. I wanna get money cause these petty licks and crimes not cutting it."
He looked over at me and laughed again before giving me a shocked face once he realized I was deadass.
"Wait you forreal nigga?" He asked while I nodded my head 'yes'.
"Bro you selling dick now? I gotta tweet this!" He laughed while unlocking his phone going on Twitter.
This nigga the only nigga I know that tweet his whole life. Wanna know something bout Santana? Go to his Twitter.
I laughed with him a little before dabbing him up and walking out his door.
•
As I walked through the door of the kinda big building I got nervous as I was greeted by a skinny brown skin boy with a name tag that had ' Jay Bradley' on it.
"Wassup bro?" He said as he shook my hand.
"Alright so there really isn't that big of an interview today. But, if your really committed to become a pornstar we need to know what your into." He continues while handing me a 3 sheet packet.
I looked down on it and seen a ton of porn related questions with an 'x' or a check by it.
I grabbed a pen and checked them off one by one.
Once I finished I handed the sheets to Jay and he put a bowl full of papers in front of me.
"Okay so now pick a piece of paper and see who's your first sex scene gone be with." He said while shaking the bowl a little.
I picked one and read it ' Nahmir'. The fuck is a Nahmir. Lmao.
Jay looked at the paper and went to the back before coming back out with a skinny lightskin boy.
"This is Nahmir, Nahmir this is Tayk. Y'all gone be fucking tomorrow."
Nahmir and I looked at each other in shock. I know this nigga lying.
" hold up Jay. Nigga I ain't gay and I fasho ain't taking shit up my ass dawg." Nahmir says as he awkwardly chuckles.
"Well I guess you ain't got the job then Taymor." Jay shrugs.
"WAIT WAIT, I-I-I'll do it bruh." I say mentally punching myself in the face.
"Okay, so tomorrow at 3. Be here or your spots gonna be taken."
I nod my head before looking at an upset Nahmir.
"By the way, your gonna be the one getting dicked down." I smirk and walk away before looking at his face turn to an even bigger frown.
•
| omniscient |
Taymor slipped his ski mask on as he, Santana, and his brother pimpyz, waited for the old man to step out of his car.
Once the old white man got out of the car pimpyz ran up behind him and held the gun to his head while Tay and Santana ran his pockets.
"What the fuck is wrong with y'all?!" He yelled before Santana pistol whipped his and slammed him on the ground.
"Aye shut yo bitch ass up nigga. I want you to cover your eyes and lay face down on the grass!" Santana yelled at him as the man complied.
Taymor wasted no time taking his watch and chain off of him while pimp took his money and change out his car.
Once they got everything the man got up and snatched Taymor's mask off.
"Bro What the fuck!" He says while pushing the man down again.
"Ha! I seen your face nigger! Your going to fucking jail!" The man yells while laughing.
Pimpyz took his gun and shot the man in his stomach and Santana shot him in his Head, instantly killing him.
"What the fuck y'all kill this nigga for!?" Tay asks while running back to they car.
"Nigga he saw yo face!? You wanna go to jail nigga?!" Pimpyz says while speeding down the road.
"Bro now if we get caught we going to jail for MURDER." He says while putting the gun onto his hip.
They ignored him as they drove back to the trap. This was a long day for Taymor.
