"Yeaaah T! I told you them Eagles was bringing it home tonight baby!" My boy, Darnell, shouted while clapping his hands as the Eagles beat the clock and made a touchdown. "Mannn! The Eagles still sorry as hell!" I shook my head and throw my hands in the air while laughing. "Aye, Twan don't be bitting off my team when they make it to the Superbowl." Darnell said. "I'm good bro. Me and my Giants!" I said before laughing and taking a sip of my Heineken.
Can't believe I just bet 200 dollars on these Eagles losing. And they won! I ain't really care about losing. Money wasn't nothing to me or Darnell. Our Jobs paid us good as hell, we were set for life and so were our kids.
It was always good to see my boy. Work, kids, and our women be busting our ass. But every Sunday was dedicated to drinking, smoking and watching a couple of games with each other.
"Yo, bro! Remember what we talked about? I got two eight balls of snow for one whole hour with her thick ass." My boy smirked while nodding his head and rubbing his hands together.
"Put it on the table." I nodded and watched him reach over into his gym bag, pulling out just the right amount of powder he said he had then slamming it on the table. "Where she at?" He asked while smirking.
As much as I hated sharing, especially my baby girl, I needed my shit. My dealer got his crib raided, so that nigga might be doing life. And he was the only one I trusted, best Cocaine in Philly came for him. Wasn't nobody topping that, until my boy Darnell found some niggas out of Newark. They shit was pretty decent and pure. So I just started buying from they asses.
"Chanelle? Come here baby girl!" I yelled upstairs.
"Yes Daddy?" She smiled while walking downstairs.
"Come with Daddy in the kitchen, we need to mix it up about some shit real quick." I smiled while taking her hand in mines, pulling her in the kitchen.
Damn, I ain't want to do this shit to my baby. I didn't even want anyone talking to her ass, let along even seeing her. She was mines, but I was feining for some powered! I was feeling like a straight up crackhead, doing anything to get his fix. My baby girl was way to good for this hoe shit I was about to make her do. And that pussy was even better, this might've hurt me more than it did anyone else.
"You know daddy love you, right? I love you with everything in me! You know that, don't you baby?" I smiled as I held onto her hips then kissed her soft, juicy lips. "Yes, I doooo! And I love you too. What you about to propose or something?" She laughed while running her hands up and down my chest. "Nah, daddy needs a favor." I looked down at her as the look of concern and confusion took over her face. "What is it Daddy?" She tilted her head sideways and wrapped her arms around my neck. "You see my boy in the living room, right? I want you to take him upstairs, to the guess bedroom and show him a good time." She looked at me, stuck. "Twan, you're joking right?" She asked.
I wish I was joking!
"You're always telling me that your more than your age, right? This'll prove to Daddy that your capable of anything." I tried talking her into it, but she looked at me like I've lost my damn mind. "Daddy, I'm not doing that. That's disgusting! What is the matter with you?" She said. "Baby, it's only for a hour! Just pretend like he's me. Pretend like he's daddy. Can you do that for me, please baby girl?" I asked her before taking her in for another kiss. "Twan, no..." She backed away causing me to quickly wrap my hand firmly around her neck, pulling her back to me. "What I tell you about that 'no' shit, Chanelle? Now, you're going to go get my mans off the couch, take him upstairs and show him a good time like I told you to. Do you understand me?" I clenched her neck tighter as she nodded her head, making me let her go and watch her drop to the floor crying. "Now get your ass up, and do what I told you to do." - I sat downstairs on the couch, just listening. The clapping sounds, the moans, the screams, the begging, the apologies. I was losing my fucking mind. My girl, my boy! In my house.
I shook my head and turned the TV up louder over all their noises, trying to tune them out.
This one hour felt like ten. But before I knew it, my boy was running down the stairs with the biggest smile on his face while fixing up his belt and buttoning his polo shirt back up.
"Damn man, now that, that's some good shit right there!" Darnell said while grabbing up his bag and car keys. "Yeah bruh! You know I got you, without a doubt. One love." I smiled then dapped him up and closed the front door after he left out.
After making sure everything was locked up and turned off downstairs, I went upstairs to check on my baby girl. She was out like light! My man really must've gave her the business. I kissed her forehead and let her sleep in the guest room. I know my face would've been so pleasant to see first thing in the AM, definitely after making her do this weird shit. -
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