I STRONGLY suggest you read Caught Up before starting this. TRUST ME. Although you'll get the jist of this if u start reading it before Caught Up, you'll appreciate it more if u read Part 1 first.

I never knew that life could be this hard. Mama died on me, my stepfather shows his ass, and I get caught up. Now I got a situation that I ain't even ready for. All I know is that me and Navette both been through too much to let it end here. This goes out to all the guys like myself that just tried to do right, but got caught up in wrong. I'm not looking for your sympathy I just want someone to pass this on to my lil one ........I might not get the chance to.

J.P is your average thug. Hustling in the hood and He even has his on clique. Who don't give two shits about much. He dresses fly, drives nice rides and pussy ain't hard to get. Only problem is J.P. isn't that interested in it but that has to remain a secret. The streets don't take well to homo-thugs. Being a boss costs and J.P. will pay the price as he starts a relationship with his best bud Mitch. Mitch is a pre-op transsexual who fits in perfectly until he gets his surgery. With the physical changes happening with Mitch or should I just call him Shelly (Mitchel). The sexual relationship between the two becomes more consist ant. And all the while these sexual rendezvous occur on the Down low . Their families and friends have no knowledge of these activities until J.P messes with the wrong Gal. "I really got to shake this gay shit off," I said aloud to myself as I stepping out of the shower early on the summer afternoon. "I like pussy!" I truly couldn't understand what was up with my brain. The thoughts that it consumed was driving me straight crazy! Eighteen years of craving coochie and all of the sudden it wants cock now. What the fuck is that? To make matters worse, my dick was siding wholeheartedly with my head.............?? Read and find out ;-)

You could say I've always had a bloody disposition; this is the story of my obsession with crimson.