Katori "Tiny" Mackie, has always been a little different from everyone else. At just the tender age of 6, Tiny was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and multiple personality disorder, but what happens when she meets Markeyvius "Key" Cathey, everyone's...
It's been five months since the whole Clay and Drell situation went down, and honestly nothing has happened. I don't know why but I feel like something bad is about to happen.
"Mami, you ready?" Key asked coming into the bathroom where I was at.
"Yup. I just gotta do one thing." I smiled going into the closet to put on my shoes.
Markeyvius is taking me on a date to Dave and Busters and honestly I was so happy, we've both been super busy lately; me with school and Key with being at the studio 24/7 working on his mixtape.
We haven't been able to get out like we wanted too. "Damn you looking fine as usual Papi." I smirked admiring Key's outfit. He wore his white Gucci Lover sweatshirt with a pair of light colored skinny jeans, his multicolored Gucci sneakers and of course he was iced out per usual.
Daddy was looking sexy as fuck and I loved that.
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"You looking real delicious right now, I wanna take you in the room and break ya back in. Damn." I playfully rolled my eyes.
"You tryna make us later than we already are." I smirked, biting my bottom lip.
"C'mon, I'll make it quick." Key smirked pecking my lips.
"When we get back." I smirked walking out the walk in closet, out the bedroom and downstairs to the living room.
Markeyvius followed behind me, we walked to his car and got inside. I plugged my phone up to the aux and went to me and Key's playlist. I shuffled it and Emotional by Aleza and Baby P came on.
"I get emotional when you ain't around and when you fly in, boy it's going down." I sung massaging Key's dick as he drove.
"Stop before I pull this car over." Markeyvius warned side eyeing me. I smiled innocently and continued to massage his dick. He pulled the car over and choked me.
"You think that shit scares me Papi." I smirked, "I love that aggressive shit." Key tightened his grip around my neck, smirking. The tighter he gripped it the wetter he made me. ...
"You are a fucking cheater, don't touch me." I rolled my eyes at Key as we finished playing 1v1 basketball.
"You just can't play, that's all." Key laughed wrapping his arm around my neck.
