BFF

Whats that about

Dave – POV

"Y'all two niggas fucking up," I said.

"Don't I know it," Chris muttered. "And I need some head bad—she just tried to play me."

"When they get together, you know what it is," Bully said. "Now watch—Brandy gone be on that no sex shit."

"Tia already know not to play that," I replied. "She can't even go a day without sex."

"I need head like everyday honestly," Chris said.

"We don't even be doing that," Bully added.

"What you mean you don't be doing that?" I asked.

"I don't give head."

"You don't get it either," Chris jumped in.

"Not from Brandy," Bully admitted.

"This nigga a clown," Chris laughed.

"If you don't grow up and eat that motherfucker..." I shook my head. "Tia knows she will always get that box ate. That's my favorite thing to do to her."

"Hell yeah," Chris said. "Especially when they won't shut up."

"That's precisely what I'm doing," I grinned.

"That's just not my speed," Bully shrugged.

"Not yo speed? You have to please yo woman, or another nigga will. And vice versa."

"'Cause Ki gets to it—not even playing, dog," Chris added.

Laughing, I said, "I feel that. Me and T freaky as hell."

"Y'all most definitely are, nigga," Bully nodded.

"And we have amazing sex. We very touchy-feely and intimate. We sexually obsessed with each other—our sex drive crazy."

"I mean, shit, I don't know... I just don't like giving head, bruh. All that nasty shit in yo mouth," Bully said.

"What's nasty, Bull?" Chris asked.

"I don't know. Everything."

"Wait... have you ever ate Brandy?" I looked at him sideways.

"Nah."

"Okay, do that first then decide if it's nasty. Trust me."

"Right—every girl don't taste the same," Chris agreed.

"Hey, what happened with Von?" Chris asked, switching the topic.

"He wasn't at home or the trap. So I'ma keep looking. As of right now, ain't nothing I can do for him until I find him."

"Exactly," Bull said. "You know he hiding 'cause he fucked up and think Rio after him."

"Right," Chris agreed.

"Yo shit doing numbers, nigga," Bully pointed out.

"I know. All these record companies keep calling me, but I ain't trying to sign right now."

"I feel you, but you will make bank, East," Chris said.

"I'm thinking about it," I replied.

We smoked some more, time slipping by while we waited to see if Von would come through.

"Damn," I said, glancing at my phone. "I wasn't even paying attention to the time."

Soon as that left my mouth, Tia called me.

"Ay, I'll catch y'all later," I said, answering the call.

On the phone

"I know, mama. I'm sorry—I wasn't even paying attention."