Childhood Of The Dope Girls

Kay: Joey My Joey

1 Year Later

After Ralphy died I had been alone. Just me and drunk ass. TJ had 4 years in juvy and it already seemed like I was going crazy. "I'm having flash backs of sleeping with the enemy.." I was singing Keri Hilson all fucking day. I was bored and didn't have anything to do. I needed some head and a blunt.

Joey had been calling but we had broken up Monday over that petty ass hoe Sheena. I told him quit fucking with her or I was done fucking with him. I guess he didn't believe that Fat meat was greasy. "What Joe?" I asked with an attitude but deep down inside I was missing his 7 inches. "Baby why you gone let that hoe come in between us?" He asked.

Joey came around 3 months after everything had happen. When he was around I felt better. He was 17, darkskin, with a body frame that had you ready to die. He had took my virginity last year around my birthday in October. So I was feeling horny and he was the only one who could satisfy my needs. I sat there pretending to listen to him but was fantasizing my hands through his long cornrows, while he stroked my insides. Man fuck it we was just gonna have to talk about that bitch, Sheena, later.

I interrupted his babbling, "come get me Joey damn," I said in frustration and excitement. "I'm outside," he replied. Grabbing my Northface, I threw it on the bed and stood in the mirror my mocha skintone complimented my newly found ass, in the last year my boobs had gotten to a C-Cup and I had a flat stomach that my crop top showed off. I grew a little more and was standing at 5'5. I fixed my make-up, added my MAC lipstick, combed my long jet black hair and was ready.

I emerged from my bedroom in my all white Forces and Dolce and Gabana bag. Even though my dad wasn't shit but a drunk I maintained and still made sure I kept money in my pocket. I walked past my dad and outside in the warm Spring weather. Joey was parked outside in his Trail Blazer banging the new Doughboyz Cashout Mixtape. They had recently signed with Jeezy and that CTE cd went hard. I hopped my cute ass in the truck even though I was mad I still gave my man a kiss. He kissed me passionately, I knew my baby was sorry, but he would have to make it up with more than just some damn kisses.

I was on fire when Joey was driving. I just wanted him to pull over and I was just going to take advantage, but I couldn't show him I was weak so I played it safe until we pulled in the drive-in. I didn't care about the movie, I only cared about cuming on his face right now. When we pulled in the spot we got right to it.

He sucked on my nipples and played with my clit. He had my juices all over my new Roc jeans. "Joey let me take my pants off your getting them wet." He looked and smiled. As I pulled my pants down I could see him biting his lip. My V and boy shorts had him dazed. I loved his back seat it was comfortable and spacious, just in case we got wild. After I was done he got down in between my legs and began to kiss my thighs. When he reached my clit, I closed my eyes and like my fantasy was putting my hands through his neatly braided hair. He was going slow and steady at first making small circles and vibrating his tongue. The harder I tried to push away the faster he would speed up until I erupted all in his mouth.

By this time my body was weak, but I was still ready for his dick he rolled the condom on and slid in my hot, wet tunnel. I looked up and next thing I knew I was scratching his back. He grunted as he stroked me hard, I liked when he held my hips and I couldn't move just made me cum and get wet all over again. "Shit!" He yelled, I was on the verge of cuming again until he pulled out. Turned me around on hands and knees and began to slam deep inside of me. When he slowed down I picked up his rhythm and threw it back like I was a fucking champ. He took a handful of my hair and pulled tight. Joey knew how I liked to be and that making love shit wasn't cutting it. I liked it rough, hard and fast. Joey did it perfectly. When he came we just sat and tried to finish the movie. Honestly we were preparing for another round on the low.

I was ready to leave, but I had to get to the bottom about this Sheena shit. I was wondering why she was blowing his phone up Sunday night, he never told me. When Monday came I was just like fuck Joey's ass and every time I said that, I ended up fucking him. This boy is fucking crazy if he cheated on me and I hoped he enjoyed tonight, because if anything reckless happened, this was going to be our last. "Joe what happened with Sheena? Make sure you tell the truth because you know I'll find out," I said looking at the back of his head. He knew when he didn't look at me, I knew he did something wrong. He looked at me once and continued to look out the window. It took him a minute but he finally began his confession. "Kay, you know I Love You, I did fuck Sheena.." Before he knew it my hand was a fist and I hit that silly nigga in his face. He grabbed my wrist and I began to cry, "FUCK YOU JOE," I hauled off and slapped his ass with my free hand. I was so angry he always did ignorant shit and I was tired of his punk ass. He tried to calm me down, but I couldn't control how I felt. "Kay! CALM THE FUCK DOWN," he yelled shaking me. I calmed down and looked him in his face. He now had both of my wrist trying to pull me close. He spoke soft and said, "When we broke up, yes I fucked her. You wasn't trying to make up with me, so I fucking thought we was done. Kay, I fucking love you and you know this, I always been loyal to you. Don't let a hoe break us up." Damn I thought to myself but that didn't explain why she was calling now? That break up shit happened two months ago. I hope Joey didn't catch feelings, if he did that was going to be a fucking issue. "Whatever Joey, why she calling now?" I said with an intense tone. "She just sprung, I don't want her," he said kissing on my neck, "I want you." He looked me in my eyes, and I loked away. Maybe that's all it is? Maybe he didn't care about her? Just maybe, but I didn't know. "Joe let's go, I'm tired." I pulled my arms away and look down. "Damn Joey," I thought to myself, "Damn."

When we pulled up at his house I knew what it was. Joey lived with his two older cousins and they all had money. Thier home sat in a gated off suburb and the finest only had access. They had 5 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. I always came over for the weekends and went to school on Monday. I loved it here, it was comfortable and I felt welcomed.

I saw Joey's face and noticed his eye swell. I must've really hurt him because he didn't speak the whole ride here. He opened the door and walked to the kitchen I walked through the hall to the living room. "KayKay!" Abby said running to me arms open. Abby was 5 with caramel skin and pigtails. Abby was Joey's cousin Arty's daughter. I carried Abby to the kitchen and instantly noticed it was 11:30. I'm glad I left clothes here, cause after a while I was sick of asking Joey to take me to 6 mile. "Wassup cuz," Arty said giving me a hug. Arty was always nice to me when I came over.

Arty was 36, and looked like a younger Wesley Snipes with long hair that he kept braided. He is a business owner by day and a King Pin at night. He had the streets begging for all his products and that Powder was his top seller. "Daddy, I'm sleepy," Abby said laying on my shoulder I was to busy talking to Joey's cousin LowBlow. I never knew why they called him that but they knew not to fuck with him. LowBlow always kept me laughing. "Aww big girl you tired?" I asked, " I can put her down Arty if you want me to." Me and Abby always spent time and on Saturday mornings we watched cartoons and played, so I knew Arty wouldn't mind. "Can you please?" Arty asked. I walked away with Abby in my arms and I already knew where Joey went. I'd have to deal with him later. When I tucked Abby in I read a story and found myself asleep with her.

When I woke up I was in Joey's room in his t-shirt, I looked over and it was 3 in the morning. I peeked over and tried to see if Joey was laying down but I caught his attention while he was rolling us a blunt up. I sat next to him and put my head on his shoulder. I really loved Joey and I never wanted him to leave. He kissed my forehead and sparked the blunt. We sat and talked for a couple hours, smoked two more, and I found myself with my legs in the air and gasping for air. Damn Joey was all that was said. For once I couldn't see myself in a better place.