Kho,This TN Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us

Zerda & Pills

Gee entered his brother's house with the sack of panties he carried with him, to be greeted by loud noises made by Mikey's children, yelling and jumping all over him "3amou Gee jebtelna l 7alwa?" Said the oldest child, with his running nose and dirty face.

"3andi ghir slipat ida telbes. Wino bouk?" Sassed Gee, putting the sack down and leaving the kids to discover what's inside and started as soon to play and mess with the underwear.

"7out sel3a na3al bouk! Amchi chouf yemmak ani nakhabtek b keff" Mikey chimed in, with a harsh tone, throwing his Nike slippers at them. Gee walked to the kitchen and grabbed some Kessra, to add talking to his brother 

"Ya khoya 3yit, jraw moraya l Vito ya khoya w 9rib la 3achit fel 7abs 3la jalek loukan Machi Frankie..."
"Frankie Taliani? Hadak Les hommes, rejla sa7bi"
"Wah nichan, chawala chwiya aggressif" said Gee as he counted the money he earned, and placed them on the kitchen's table.

"Hadi hiya a l geelali" Mikey took the money and hiding it in his Lacoste man purse, to add "ya3tik Saha, khoya, rak tsalni haja, chawala rak ta3ref Les couches w l 7lib, mafihach"

" Wah Mikey ma3lich" Gee rolled his eyes, annoyed, took another piece of kesra to walk to "his"room 

"Oh nsit n9oulek," started Mikey" ghedwa ndiro zerda 3la l wld, madabik trou7 ta3red Frankie rani nsiteh, rah yeskoun ghir 7da l 9ahwa" ordered Mickey his brother.

"Li yesma3 y9oul ana khouk sghir, wellah ghir 9era3t'ha a Mikey" said Gee angrily as he walked out, dragging his feet to Frankie's house, adjusted his greasy hair and took a deep breath, to knock twice on the rusting door. He heard a faint "Rani jay" and the door opened seconds later, and here he is standing before a shirtless Frankie in just his boxers. "Assma7li Frankie Machi kamel we9ti" he tried to collect his words and hide his blushing face, Frankie was short, not so muscular, but with his tattoos he looked really frightening and intimidating to Gee.

"Lala ya kho ma kan Walo. Ghir l khir?" said Frankie embarrassed tone.

"Jit Berk na3ardek, Mikey khoya rah dayr zerda ghedwa, Aya jib chibani w arwah tet3acha ba3d l 3aser nchallah"

"Ba3d l 3aser?" Laughed Frankie "ki ch9it hta hna, Aya wellah ghir tedkhol techreb fiha kas atay" Gee was hesitant at first, and his awkwardness didn't help much, so he ended up inside Frankie's house, sitting in the guest's room with a cup of tea in hand.

"Wach ya chbab, rak 7achman? Ahder chwiya..." Frank teased him.

"La makan walo ghir chwiya 3ayan

-Ih mala 9ouli, wach dir f hyatek l 7ouma

-F sah ana habit nkoun artist, nghani, bessah chibani ma habch, aya mala rani chad l 7it...

-Kif kif ya kho," added Frankie with a deep sigh "bessah Rani navigui, njiblek sel3at l marikan ya kho?" Gee forced his eyebrows in confusion as Frankie stood up, not really waiting for an answer to his previous question. Frankie got back with nothing but loaded fists, sitting closer to Gee openning his fist to colourfull pills. "Ki lmera lewla ta3ek, na3tik batel." offered Frank the deal, hoping to gain a new client. Gee avoided looking into his threatening eyes and the pills in his dirty hands weren't pretty to look at neither, so he looked away. 

"Lala saha..." Gee got up, needing to get out of this situation as soon as possible, but Frankie grabbed his wrist tightly.

"Balek kach ma t9ol l kach wahed, wela..." Frankie made life-threatening signs. Gee nodded in approval, heading anxiously to the door. "W kesh ma tess7a9, rana hna." Frankie said one last time before locking the door behind Gee's hurried steps.