Dominance

chapter 7

Carl turnt hoe #1 around to where her feet was facing the head board and slid in. He grabbed hoe #2 and started suckin on her titis. Then, his phone started ringing, he knew it was Rene. He reached on the floor for his pants to dig in his pocket for his phone.

Carl: y'all gone have to b quiet man... my girl callin

The HOES started poutin because they wanted to keep goin.

Hoe 2: aaaaah maaaaaan. ... whyyyyyyyyyyyy

Carl: man shut up...

Carl went to the rest room to answer the phone since the hoes ain't know how to shut up.

Carl: hello

Rene: y u call me.

Carl: I wanted to apologize for calling u outside your name. I was just mad. I already ain't like dat nigguh. But yunno... I'm sorry. Thanks for calling me back tho bae.

Rene: I'm not your bae any more... Watchu doing?

Carl:Watchu mean u ain't bae no more. U ain't goin no where

Rene: oops already too late for that

Carl:well who tf u done gave yo self away to

Rene: nobody!! Tf... I can't b single!?

Carl: naaah. U can't..... fuhk dat

Rene: oh. . Watchu doin.

Carl: nun as of now

Rene: wya

Carl: at my nigguh busta house

Rene: who is that and watchall doin over there

Carl: don't get mad ok.. but to be real. .. we got this thing that we do where we smoke and fuhk hoes. But yunno. .. it don't mean nothing kuz we in a lil break up right.

Rene: bitch u ain't mine and never was mines.... tawkn bout don't get mad... hahaa u funny.. bye. *hangs up the phone*

Carl: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhk. .... maaan say

Hoe 2: open the door... is u good?

Carl: say man look.... y'all needa get tf out. Wen I open this door, y'all better be out this mutha fuhkn room.

Hoe 1: watchu mad at us fa... it ain't my fault u can't keep yo dick in yo pants.

Hoe 2: yeah... witcho pissy drunk ass.

Carl: say Hoe... I'll kill you.. betta leave fa I open this dam door.

The HOES went to go tell busta . Busta came in the room and started knocking on the bath room door crazily.

Busta: aye nigguh... bring yo ass out here

Carl opened the door, grabbed busta by the collar and watched all the hoes gather at the room door.

Carl: I will kiiiiiiill u my nigguh. Calm yo nerves

Busta: nigguh but watchu keep goin off on the hoes fa.

Carl: nigguh. .. don't play dat dum shyt. I tooooooold you not to let no hoes b on me wen they got here bitch... u kudnt do dat shyt fa me

Busta: u doin all this shyt over a bitch!? Takin a bitch befo me my nigguh... but we pose to b bros. Fuhk dat!

Carl: *slaps busta* I said don't call her no bitch. Fuhk dat bro shyt... ion trust no nigguh... fuhk u mean... u think I'm playin witcho ass... busta you knoooow I will kill you... don't play with me.