Chapter3

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Stop daddy! Stop. Little Phillip yelled as his drunk father raised his hand to hit his mother. He wasn't nothing but 8 years old at the time. He admired his father growing up but once his father got out of the military he became a drunk and a woman beater, a liar and a cheater.
Phillip was the youngest of his siblings but the biggest one when it came to character. He always felt the need to protect everyone and be the glue that his family needed.
Mark raised his hand again but this time only to knock Phillip down to the ground for protecting his mother.
"Shut up! Stay the fuck out of grown folks business you hear?!" His father yelled with spit seeping out of his mouth. He was foaming at the mouth from all the beer he drank along with bottles of vodka.
Mark yelling at Phillip didn't phase him one bit. Once he gained enough strength he got up to grab an item that was near him and knocked his father over the head with a lamp. Mark kneeled to the floor looking out of it as he fell front wards onto his face.
Phillip ran over to his balling mother and they held each other and cried. Her tears ran down her face as she buried Phillips face in the crevice of her neck. Her tears were salty as they fell and hit Phillips face as well. They held each other for a moment and cried until he encouraged his mother to gather enough strength to get up and leave. From that very moment Phillip Jerald Mackey vowed protection over his family. He became the protector from this moment forward....

I spent the night tossing and turning thinking over my night. Hell my life even. I can't believe I fucked Sienna. This would do nothing but complicate things more for us. I didn't want to fuck with someone like her for several reasons. She knew too much about me about my life , my past she knew my weaknesses such as my brothers killing. I couldn't take that risk right now. But could I stop? She came on to me. It was unexpected but I liked that shit. I was conflicted I didn't know what to do. But it opened up a door that was fucking with me forever.

I got up and showered and got dressed. It was Sunday morning and I normally took my mother to church on Sundays. I didn't stay and that messed with my mom. She was holy and found GOD after the things she went through with my pops. It was her sense of peace. But I stay neutral. I prayed from my home in my war room. That was my sanctuary. I didn't feel the need to celebrate my bond with GOD with a bunch of people faking and wearing two piece masked covered in white hats, thats just me.
I jumped on the expressway and drove 20 minutes to my moms place. I had to be on time otherwise she would be speaking in tongues about the time I got there. She had to be on time to get her seat.
I finally pulled up to her house. I got out the car and walked to the door. She opened the screen door.
"Hey baby! How are you?" , she asked clutching her purse in her other arm. I hugged her and grabbed her bags and walked her to the car. "I'm great mom." I said smiling. She got in the car and and closed the door. I walked over to the driver seat and got in and drove off. "Thats good baby. How is work? Have you talked to your brothers?" She asked.

"Work is work you know. The usual. Im not to thrilled to go back tomorrow. And I haven't talked to them." I stated
Her face turned up a bit. "You guys need to make time for each other Phillip."
"I know mom I will. Our jobs just have us busy all the time."
"Okay baby, you have some tissue my make up sweating these hot flashes baby?" She asked . I shook my head and pointed to the back seat she reached behind my seat.
"Phillip Jerald Michael Mackey!" My mom yelled. I didn't know what she was yelling for. She turned around with tissue all balled up in her hand. Fuck! It was my condom from the other night with Sienna. I left it on when I left and took it off when I got in the car.
"Im so sorry mom. I forgot to dispose of it"
"Sure you did thats nasty as hell, excuse my language Lord, I taught you better than that boy." She said she was livid
"I know mom." I didn't even have anything to say.
"Who is she?"
"Nobody mom a random girl thats all"
"Random? Boy! One day your ways are going to catch up to you. Everything that glitters ain't gold. And every hole doesn't need a screw. You gone learn." She said. I hated it when she preached. I was a grown man. I knew the consequences to my actions. But again I didn't say anything I just left it alone.
We got to the church and I got out to go open her door. Once she got out she hugged me and kissed me on my cheek. "Im gone pray for you sweetie." She said and patted my cheek. "Oh and you don't have to take me home. Mother Robinson gone take me." She said and waved goodbye. I said okay and got back in the car. I was light way glad I didn't have to pick my mom back up because I had an appointment with a nice Pussycat and I know she would be purring for me....

I pulled up to my destination, and I took a look at myself before getting out my car. I went up to the door and knocked with a solid loud knock. She opened the door. She had her red silk robe on with her high waisted thong on and no bra. Man I know it's Sunday but I'm gonna need my sins forgiven after I leave her place. Mya is who I like to call my little loveseat. It sounds fucked up but they all get their names based on talent. I'll explain why.
Mya pulled me by my shirt. I tumbled in slowly. Slamming the door shut behind me. She lead me to her living room and threw me down on the loveseat.
"Ooh Papi its been a long day waiting on you." She said in her sex voice. She was hispanic and fine as hell. I met her through a previous work case in the past with her husband Roberto. He was dealing a few years back and got 5 years. He should be out by now. But right now I ain't give a damn I'm just a squirrel looking for a nut at the moment.
Mya tugged at my shirt and unbutton the buttons on it one by one. Exposing my bare chest. She stood back up for a moment and let her robe drop to the floor.
I just sat there watching her. I leaned back in my seat and just watched. Mya had me sit on the edge of the couch and then, she sat on my lap facing away from me towards her front door. She straddled me and had her feet on the ground and eventually lowered herself slowly onto me. She moaned once she got all the way on. She started to slowly bounce up and down, and grind side to side and around, making a rhythm. It's like a lap dance, but better. Making your own speed rhythm whatever grinds your gears.
"Damn ma, slow it down a bit I'm not going no where" , i said. I was enjoying every moment of it this was marvelous. She was fucking me like she was in a rush.
"Roberto will be here soon papi." She said moaning at the same time. I grabbed her waist while she still straddled me and I stood up. I flipped her ass over on the couch. And slid in from the back. She held on to the arm of the couch and her other hand on my thigh. I thrusted my hips in and out. Her ass clapped against my thighs. She started to scream and squirt all over me. Soaking up her couch and my pants. I busted shortly after her.
Once we were done I zipped my pants up and she turned over on her back , she was panting.
"Damn Papi that was great."
"Right mami we need to do this again soon."
I headed towards the door and kissed me.
" I have to clean up before he gets here. I'll call you when I get the chance. Maybe you can come back over when he goes to sleep." Mya said tightening up her robe.
"No ma'am I don't think so. I have a reputation to keep up baby. Besides its back to work tomorrow I'll hit you up sometime soon. I'll see ya Mya." I said and headed to my car. She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth.
I got in my car and drove off. It was pushing 3 now and I didn't know what the fuck to get into now.

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