As Cane sat tapping his foot impatiently, smoke cloud him as he took another pull on his cigarette.
'Where the fuck is she?' Cane thought.
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Just as he stood, Sherry walked in smiling.
"Where the hell have you been girl? You know you shouldn't keep me waiting?" Cane asked annoyed.
"Sorry, Cane. It won't happen again." Sherry batted her eyelashes seductively.
"Better not," Cane hissed. "Now get over here Sherry and let me pop that cherry of yours"
"Cane, behave yourself," Sherry blushed deep red.
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"Behave what? You know I don't know what that words mean. Now get over here you juicy cherry," Cane smirked as he put out the cigarette.
Just as Sherry reached him, his phone rang.
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"What?" Cane cussed angrily. Sherry know it was her time to get away before Cane took out his angrier on her.
"What should I do boss?" The voice on the phone asked.
"Bring that fucker here," Cane demanded, pacing as he waited with his gun.
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Gangster CANE
HumorKill. Kill. Kill Life of a notorious gang leader. How he lost, loved and lived. Read at your own risk. Mature Content copyright 2019
