Tahny
Things escalated quick after that. I lead him to my bed and we got a more than a little nasty.
I woke up around 6 that next morning and was pleased to see Jay still beside me. I slowly got out of bed, not wanting to wake him, and went to take a shower. A bit later, Jalen got in with me and pulled me towards him, my back pressed to his chest. "G'mornin."
You know right when a guy wakes up and he talk in that deep voice? Love it. Plus Jay's voice is already deep so it just made it way better. "G'morning to you too" I said quietly, turning around and planting a kiss on his lips. He responded to it and held the back of my neck. Jalen pushed his tongue into my mouth and pulled me closer to him. I moaned gently and pulled back from his lips.
"How you sleep?" I asked, he groaned as I turned back around and he nuzzled his ace in my neck. I laughed a bit and started rinsing the soap from my loofah. "Is that good or bad?", Jalen moved his face and kissed my shoulder, "You know you a cuddler, ma?" I furrowed my brows in confusion and moved my hands to his wrist, his arms secured around my waist. "What do you mean?"
"You were all up on me when you slept. One way or another yo leg was on me or sum." I blushed a bit and smiled. "Whats your point?" I asked while rolling my eyes, causing him to laugh a bit too. "Just wanted you to know", he responded before letting me go and grabbing my body wash.
Jalen
Tahny stood on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss. I pulled her closer by her waist and bit on her lower lip before moving back. She had me leaned up against my car, not letting my ass go. "You really gotta leave?" She said, her bottom lip poked out into a pout while her eyes widened cutely. I was so tempted to stay and bend her cute ass over the table in the apartment. "I gotta handle some business. I'll come by before going home." I stayed looking down at her and she whinned and pushed away from me, stomping her foot, crossing her arms and pouting more. I laid my head back and laughed. "Stop that attitude shit and give me a kiss so I can go." Tahny kissed me for less then a second. She tried to walk away but I grabbed her arm and pinned her to my car. I held her jaw tightly and pushed my tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard and biting her bottom lip. I tapped her thigh twice and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. We made out for what felt like forever. I finally stopped and put my hand on her throat, applying light pressure. "We dont do that peckin shit ight?" She only smiled at me and bit her lip while nodding. I put her down and slapped her ass before opening my car door. "Now get yo fine ass inside before I gotta kill a nigga." Tahny nodded again and started going up to her apartment room. I got in my car and started the engine, hooking my phone up to my bluetooth and driving toward the South Trap, the main one.
Ok so I havent exactly told Tahny all I do. All she know is that I sometimes help Trail out wit a few exchanges. But yall know that shit aint true. I been in the game since I turned 13. First I was in Oklahoma; some dudes my cousin knew let me sell with them to pay for my grandma's chemo therapy since she had breast cancer. R.I.P. Nana. It started to just be a little thing on the side but I couldnt get out of it. My mind was focus on the money I could make and I just wanted to stay. Once I hit 18 I left that country wit my brother and got a spot here in Atlanta. Now as for my parents, my father left for another woman when Collins was born, I was 12 then. While he was there though, that nigga didnt do shit and I swear if I see him aint no time for thinking, bullet to the head and thats real shit. My moma live back in Oklahoma, said Collins cant live wit me till he graduate highschool, a few more years, because she not wit what I do and not finna get my baby brother into the shit. Anyways, since we got here, I got Jordon in the game wit me. We got our plug from OK to send us some shit and every since then, buisness been booming since we the only ones who can get it. We got traps on almost every corner. A clean up crew. Money counters. Sellers. Bodyguards and hackers and shit for that type of situation. So yeah, me and him been stuck together and grindin harder then ever.
I called up Jordon and lit a blunt while heading to the spot. "Yeah?" Jordan answered. "Aye, meet me at the West trap. Cash text me about some nigga stealing our shit." Jordon smacked his lips. "Maaann." I nodded and yawned a bit. "Just come on so we can get this shit situated right." I heard a car start and Jordon hummed in response. "Ight I'll be there in about twenty."
I hung up soon after and continued my blunt, rolling my back windows down and playing Eazy-E through my speakers.
Olivia
Tell me why this bitch come in here number 1: thirty minutes late and number 2: a big ass smile on her face. "You ight Reeses?" She looks up from a customers nails before focusing back on them. "Why you ask?" I gave her that 'really nigga?' look and rolled my eyes.
Guessing she finally got her stuck up ass some dick, still love her tho
Tahny
So today G.H.E.T.T.O. is officially 2 years old and everything is 40% off so all seats are piled up and our appointments are off the chart. After I finish painting a little girls nails I point to the dry center. "Go dry em for me baby. Next!" A couple people pushed and shoved until a thick woman plops into the chair with a huff. I laugh and hold her hand, starting by taking the old paint from her nails. "Sorry for the hustle to get here, I swear I'll start hiring more people to help out on these type of days." I apologized and she only waved her hands. She's very pretty, a thick white girl. Her boobs sat up right and her hips were round and perfect. Her pale skin complimented her smokey eye shadow perfectly and her dimples were deep as fuck, in my opinion.
"Dont stress it, I just came from California to check you all out. Did you know your shop is all over social media. May I..?" She moved her hand a bit and I nodded so she could get her phone. And just like I was told, G.H.E.T.T.O. was on at least 20 different accounts. Some had some nail looks, videos of me and the employees having fun and working, the building. Things like 'shoutout to these black queens doing they thang' and 'Come hit up Tahny for some on point nails.'. I smiled at the descriptions and the lady put the phone in her purse. "See what I mean? I had to come see for myself!" She gave me back her hand and I smiled wide with a laugh. "Trust me, we give the best service in Atlanta. You wont be disappointed!" I said and started back on her nails. "So Ms....?"
"Mrs. Jones but call me Tracy"
"So Mrs. Tracy Jones, what would you like for me to do today?"
Jalen
Jordon pulled up right when I did. He stepped out and pushed his gun into the front of his waist band. He gave me dap and he huffed out a breathe. "Cash tell you who did it?" He asked and walked into the building, me following. "Nah, just said a nigga trynna fuck us over. Numbers dont add up so we gotta get it handled." Jordon nodded as we walked into the Bagging Room. Girls basically naked, only with panties on, were standing at seperate station bagging up our products. We met up with Cash in his office and me and Jordon sat down. He turned the computer screen to us and we watched as one of our own, Chris, slipped some in his back pants pocket. I sighed and ran my hand down my face. "How much was that?" Jordon asked, his hand already on his gun, always ready to shoot something. "I counted everything up and turns out that he stole over 3 zips last night."
"That's his fucking life. Fuck that shit." I said while standing up. Jordon and Cash got up wit me and we walked out. "Cash, tell the clean up crew to meet me at the warehouse at 12. Time to let his ass know we dont play bout our money."
