Love Is Not What It Seems

Is She Trifling Or Nah?

My mom is right I'm not going to be mad at my baby for right now I'm just going to tell her what happened. I hope my baby didn't do what I think she did, I thought while walking down our driveway and starting toward her house.

Keisha lives in a peach complex building in number six to be exact. We live in Belle Glade Florida on seventh street and Keisha is three houses down from me on the right. There's a good side of the city and a bad side. But living on the good side doesn't mean you ain't gonna' get robbed or shot it just means you got a helluva better chance of it not happening to you.

As soon as I got there I knocked on the door.

"Hey baby. What's up?" Keisha McCray's mom Shanequa Smith said when she opened the door.

Shanequa is a fine ass red bone. She has long black white girl hair, hazel eyes, full pretty pink lips, thin eyebrows, B-cup breasts, wide hips and a ass like whoa. The only thing she wearing is a short bath robe that covered that ass by a inch.

I looked her up and down in a flirty way.

"Sorry I'm all wet and stuff I was going to take a shower."

Mmh I could get you wetter, eat you like there's no tomorrow til you can't take no more. I will get you addicted to this pussy, I thought of saying to her while gazing at her body.

Shanequa snapped her fingers in front of me bringing me back to earth.

She stepped back out the doorway. "Come in," she said giving me a gesture.

"Um is Keisha here?" I asked walking pass her.

"Yeah she's in her room probably on the phone."

Shanequa closed and locked the door.

"Is she alone?"

Shanequa turned looking at me funny. "Yes Melissa isn't here."

I paused for a moment taken aback by what she said. Then I sat in her lazyboy chair.

Shanequa put on some black long sweat pants that was lying on the back of the couch and she sat next to me on the edge of the seat.

"I gotta really sit here and listen to this shit cause this crazy. Now who's Melissa?" I said looking like "what the fuck".

"Melissa Perez. Keisha didn't tell you about her?"

"No," I said frowning.

Shanequa gave me a long glare.

"What is on your mind that you looking at me the way you looking?" I asked raising my eyebrows at her.

"I know you want me but you're too young. Let's wait until you are eighteen," Shanequa said in a low tone.

"Can you really wait that long," I said then licked my lips at her sexually.

"I can. But you keep fucking with me."

"And you like it you want me as much as I want you. You can't resist me baby."

Shanequa said nothing just rolled her eyes.

There is a grey living room set, grey and black carpet over the entire apartment, a black oval coffee table with a variety of magazines spread across it, a black TV stand, a 50 inch Panasonic flat screen TV on it, in between the couch and the loveseat is a four feet tall green, pink, and yellow flower, then on the other side about halfway down before the kitchen is a long wide pretty fish tank with colorful small and big fish, leaves, red and orange fully bloomed flowers, and there's grey and clear rocks.

In the kitchen there's grey and black spotted cabinets and countertops, a white refrigerator with three doors, a black stove, a grey washing machine and dryer, a silver microwave, a white and black dining table set, and there's a multiple of different brands of cereal on top of the fridge.

"So if she didn't say about Melissa then why did you ask was she alone? Is there someone else I don't know about?"

"That's the question I would be askin'."

"Really why what happened?"

I explained the situation to her.

"I ...um...really don't know what to say to that. All I know is she met Melissa seven months ago when we moved to Miami. They stayed close to each other I saw them french kiss once very passionately. That's it I don't know if they had sex or not. Although Keisha did tell me right before we left that she been using the girl for her money. She claimed she loved her. I felt like she was dead fucking wrong for that Melissa didn't deserve it. To me they the sweetest people you'll ever meet."

"Oh really? So my love isn't enough for you?" I asked with a expression of 'is she serious?'.

Shanequa came and sat very close to me. "Babe that's not what I meant," she said gripping my chin with her hand turning my head so I could look her in her eyes.

I slapped her hand off my face. "So what the fuck did you mean?" I asked giving her a evil glare.

"Babe-"

"You know what? I don't wanna fucking know back to Keisha," I said rudely interrrupting her. "Do you know why she was such a secret?"

"I don't know but that reminds me she lied to me. She fucking lied to me because I asked her ass did she tell you about that damn girl and she told me she did," Shanequa said acting along with me.

"Andrew called her a hoe. What do you think that means?"

"Maybe rumors going around she fucking plenty of niggas or it could be true and he's not telling you who they are."

"Damn who though?"

"I have no idea."

"So what you think I should do?"

"You can just talk to her obviously she is going to lie but just listen to what she has to say."

"Ok I'll let you know what been've happened," I said getting up from the chair.

Shanequa nodded and stood up. She ambles her way down the hall to the bathroom switching her hips from side to side. She closed the door without turning around.

Wheew she didn't catch me watching that ass. Ooo I gotta stop this I be wanting to get all up in her pussy every time I see her, I thought.