by Jacob Spears
* * *
“Damn, baby, this dick is good!” Roxy purred as Sue Rabbit pounded her hard from the back.
Roxy’s face was buried in her silk pillow, and she had pulled all the sheets off their king-sized bed.
“Yes, daddy! Beat this pussy!” Roxy demanded while throwing her pussy back into Sue Rabbit’s deep penetration.
She was using her pussy muscles at the same time, blowing Sue Rabbit’s mind; he loved the tricks her pussy could do. It was the best pussy he had since being in Miami, and the pussy that made him leave his sideline bitches alone. Sue Rabbit surprised himself at how he fast he fell for Roxy. There was no doubt that he had found a queen among queens.
She had her head on her shoulders and wanted Sue Rabbit to fall back from the dope game. She was about to open two more Roxy’s soul food restaurants between North Miami and the keys. Business was sprouting, and she needed help from her man on how to manage it.
“Oh shit, baby! I’m coming!” Roxy shouted as she came to a mind-blowing orgasm.
“Arrrgghhh, shit!” Sue Rabbit groaned, exploding his seed deep inside of Roxy’s pussy, matching her orgasm.
Roxy squeezed Sue Rabbit’s dick with her pussy muscles until he was done sending all his seed up her tunnel. He then collapsed onto the bed all sweaty and panting.
“So you’re tired now, huh?” Roxy asked as she climbed on top of him and lay on his chest.
“Tired isn’t the word, baby. Because I’ll never get tired of making love to you,” Sue said breathlessly.
“Me either, baby. I can’t get tired of you, baby,” Roxy replied as she leaned over and softly kissed Sue Rabbit on his lips.
“Baby, I need to ask you something, and I need your honest advice too.”
“What is it, baby?”
“Okay,” Roxy started as she sat up, straddled Sue Rabbit, and then looked deep into his eyes. “I’m about to open up two more restaurants, but after I pay for them to be built, it will be all the money I’ve saved up to make this happen. Am I making a smart decision by using up all my savings to invest in two more restaurants? Or do I need to save up some backup money? The thing is, I feel that if I don’t do it, then I’m leaving open an opportunity for someone new to take over, baby, and I don’t want that!” Roxy explained.
“Listen, baby,” Sue Rabbit began, moving Roxy’s hair out of her face. She threw back her head and slung her hair onto her back. “Baby, when your mind tells you to plan, you plan. And when your heart tells you to execute, then you execute, baby. You’ve been saving your money to invest since the moment you planned on opening up two more restaurants. Now you have it, baby. So all you have to do is trust in your investment, the same way you trusted in saving up for your investment. Now will be a wonderful time to expand your business. But are you ready to step up your game? That’s the ultimate question to ask yourself,” Sue told Roxy, who smiled because she always loved the way Sue wouldn’t sugarcoat anything for her.
“Yes, baby. I’m ready,” Roxy replied.
“Then I will be there with you every step of the way, baby,” Sue Rabbit promised.
“Thank you, baby,” Roxy said, being touched by his words.
“Baby, I have something else that I want to talk about,” Roxy added.
“What is it?”
“Are you planning to retire from the game and come help me manage the restaurants? It’d be nice to have you over at least one of them,” Roxy suggested.
“Leaving the game alone is in my plans, and sooner than you think, Roxy. Just give me a little more time, and I promise you that I’m retiring from the game.”
“So you’re really thinking about letting it go, huh?”
“It can’t last forever. And we fall short by believing that it does,” Sue Rabbit told her.
“I wish Smooth could have seen it like you, baby. Now he’s caught in a sticky situation, and there ain’t no telling when he’ll be home,” Roxy said.
“He’ll be home. Just got to find him a good-ass lawyer. Me and Guru are trying our best!” Sue Rabbit informed Roxy.
“Is there any way I can help? Smooth helped me start up this business. There’s gotta be something I can do,” Roxy said.
“That’s sweet of you, baby, but Smooth is being well taken care of. When you get a chance, just write him a letter and express your gratitude,” Sue Rabbit suggested.
“Okay, baby. I will do that.”
“And instead of two restaurants, we’re gonna open up four of them!” Sue Rabbit exclaimed.
“But I only have money for two at the moment,” Roxy reminded him.
“Well, now you have enough for four of them at my expense. And by the time I do retire, we’ll have Roxy’s soul food restaurants all throughout South Florida,” Sue stated. “Daddy is here for the long ride and will be happy to help you make your dream a reality.”
Roxy was at a loss for words. But she now understood what her mother GaGa meant when she said that God brings people into each other’s life for a reason.
Sue Rabbit is definitely my soul mate and the man who God has sent into my life to help me, Roxy thought as tears fell from her eyes—tears of joy and real happiness.
“I love you, Trayvon,” Roxy said.
“I love you too, Roxy. Trust me! We will see it through,” Sue Rabbit promised her as he guided his again-erect dick inside of Roxy’s wet pussy and made love to her once again, until dawn came upon them, and then Roxy had to get ready for work.
7
TINA COULDN’T BELIEVE that she was due to have her baby boy in two months. Ham was just as excited as she was, and was staying home with her every night. They were living off the $30,000 that Ham had saved up, but they were burning through it fast. When Tina fell asleep, Ham would sneak out through the night and drive over to another hood called Golden Gate in Martin County in his used, illegal box Chevy Caprice. He paid $800 for the badly conditioned Chevy so that he and Tina could get around. In Golden Gate on Bonita Street, Ham would meet with his crack connect and buy an eight ball of crack cocaine. Tina had started to pick up on Ham’s habit now that he was always around. But she was too frightened to confront him and sometimes paranoid that he would notice her addiction.
Ham had just left the apartment, and, like always, Tina had crawled from the bed to her hidden stash spot in the bathroom. While sitting on the toilet, she put flame to her crack pipe and took a long, deep hit. When she heard the knocking at the front door, she damn near shit herself. She quickly fumbled with the pipe, jammed it back into the pouch, and tossed it under the sink.
Who the hell is that? Tina said to herself as she sprayed the bathroom with air freshener.
Satisfied, she walked out of the bathroom, down the hall, and to the front door.
When she opened it, she saw that it was Meka, Ham’s cousin, who never came by.
“Hi, Meka. Ham’s not here,” Tina said with smoke breath.
Meka wasn’t naive. She knew the distinctive smell of crack smoke on a fiend’s breath. The first thing she did was look down at Tina’s huge belly. Damn! Meka thought. “Well, where the hell is he at while you’re in there smoking that shit? Does he know you’re smoking again, Tina?” Meka asked, with an evil look on her face.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Tina defended herself.
“Bitch, don’t play with me!”
Smack!
Meka exploded and then slapped the shit out of Tina, who stumbled backward and almost tripped over Ham’s boots.
“Bitch, does my cousin know you’re smoking again?”
With tears cascading down her face, Tina sat down on the sofa and hugged her stomach.
“No, Meka. He doesn’t know. If he did—”
“He will kill you, Tina. You’re harming your child. Don’t you care?” Meka questioned.
“I know!” Tina shrilled. “I need help, Meka!”
“Don’t worry, Tina. I will help you if you let me. I can’t stand to see you mess up an innocent child�
�s life. I was a crack baby myself, and they took me from my mama. You’re almost due, Tina. You don’t want that to happen to you,” Meka explained as she hugged and consoled her. “Promise me you’ll quit now, and I won’t tell Ham shit. But you got to stop putting the baby at risk, Tina!”
“I promise, Meka. I will stop.”
“Go bring me the crack and the pipe,” Meka ordered.
“Okay,” Tina said as she strutted off to the bathroom to retrieve the pouch in which she stored her crack pipe and crack.
Meka couldn’t believe that Tina was so nonchalant toward her baby’s health. She had come to probe Ham about his sudden release. Before she finalized her consideration of conspiring to kill her own cousin, she had to make sure that the facts were correct and that he, in fact, had set up her sex friend. When Tina returned with the black pouch, she handed it over to Meka.
“How long have you been doing this?” Meka said.
“A month after. Maybe two. I’m not sure.”
“A month or two after what?” Meka asked Tina to be specific.
“After I found out that I was pregnant,” Tina replied.
“So, there’s a 90 percent chance that this baby is highly affected by these drugs?”
“I can’t help it, Meka. I need help!” Tina pouted.
“Don’t worry. Like I said, I got you. Now where is Ham at?” Meka inquired.
“I don’t know. He stepped out and probably won’t be back until later on tonight.”
“Is he on foot?”
“No! Ham has a car now. He bought a Chevy for $800 when he got out of jail,” Tina explained.
“Tina, who the hell bonded Ham out on a million-dollar bail?”
“I don’t know the circumstances, but he wasn’t bonded out. The state dropped the charges.”
“But wasn’t he caught with two ounces?” Meka asked.
“Yeah.”
“Damn! He’s a lucky bitch. No wonder he laying low.”
“He said he don’t trust the streets. And since Banga’s gone, niggas have started acting different. Ham believes that someone from where he hustled at set up Banga and will try to do the same to him. So, he stopped hustling until his baby comes,” Tina explained as she sat back down on the sofa.
Meka sat down on the ruined love seat and listened to her.
She has no clue that her man is the damn police, Meka thought.
Meka opened the pouch and dumped the contents onto her lap. “You gotta leave this shit alone, Tina. You’re too damn young to be strung out on crack. And you’re about to be a young mother,” Meka informed her. “That’s not easy, and you have to be a strong bitch!”
“I know, Meka. I promise I will stop.”
“When Ham comes home, I want you to call me, okay?”
“Okay. I have to get your number. Wait a minute; don’t Ham, have it?”
“I don’t want Ham knowing I’m coming over, or his ass will try to run from me too,” Meka said.
“Is he in some trouble?” Tina asked.
“Nah, just a little family trouble. He owes me some money, and I need my shit. You don’t want him to know about this,” Meka said, holding up the crack pipe, “then make sure you call me when his ass in bed asleep,” Meka demanded.
“Okay. I will call you.” Tina shook her head.
“Good,” Meka replied as she exchanged numbers with Tina.
* * *
Spencer pulled up to Roxy’s very crowded restaurant in his silver Camaro Z/28. He sat for a moment and observed his surroundings. Seeing no threat, he pulled out his iPhone and dialed China’s numbers. She picked up on the second ring.
“Hello.”
“I’m here sitting in the parking lot. Where are you at?”
“I see you. Come to the car with the flashing headlights,” China directed.
When Spencer looked around, searching the parking lot for the flashing lights, he immediately spotted the Benz SUV.
“I see you,” he said as he hung up the phone.
Spencer then stepped out of his Camaro and strutted over to China’s Benz. When he hopped into the passenger’s side, he sighed and then spoke. “Good to see you, China. We finally meet.”
“Yeah, you do look like your sister.”
“No, she looks like me! I’m the big brother, and she was the little sister,” Spencer corrected.
China was happy to see Spencer in person finally, after drudgingly searching for him on the Internet. He had a Facebook page without a profile picture, and there were so many Spencers. It took her weeks, but now she had found him.
“So, what’s up with Smooth?” Spencer asked, keeping his eyes on the parking lot and any movement.
He noticed that China was doing the same thing, unaware that she was moving with the same precaution as him.
“He’s doing alright. He wants to see you,” China replied. “He knows who set him up, and he needs you to work your magic. But I want to be there when you snatch him up.”
“I don’t know about that. I operate alone,” Spencer responded.
“Well let me be frank, Spencer,” China began as she turned in her seat and stared Spencer straight in his loud blue eyes.
China knew a killer when she saw one, and it was becoming evident to Spencer that he was staring back at a killer himself.
“You can snatch him up, but I will have Smooth order you to not kill him. I want to kill him. I’m making your job light by killing the man who has my man sitting in a cell,” China expressed.
“If Smooth tells me to not kill him and to let you do it, then I will not lay a hand on this target,” Spencer said.
China smiled and then offered her hand for Spencer to shake. “Thank you, Spencer,” she said as he shook her hand.
Spencer was liking everything about China. He could tell that she was a straight killer and female to have on his team. Damn! Smooth’s a luck man! Spencer thought. “Where do I go to see Smooth?” he asked.
“We’ll go see him together this weekend,” China said. “By the way, nice car,” China complimented Spencer on his hot Camaro.
“You like it, huh?”
“I just said nice car,” she replied, causing Spencer to break out into laughter.
“You’re funny, China. I see why my sister loved you,” Spencer said.
“I loved her too, and I miss her a lot!” China replied sadly.
“Just know she’s in a better place and always looking down on us,” Spencer added.
“I know.”
China and Spencer sat in the car for an hour getting acquainted with each other. They clicked well and had a lot of common ground. But China kicked Spencer out when she felt an attraction coming along.
“Okay, I’ll meet you here Friday afternoon. You have my number if any change of plans comes up on your end,” China said to him as she started the engine.
“Okay. Ummm, I’ll call you Thursday night,” Spencer said as he stepped out of the Benz and strutted over to his Camaro.
“Damn! He’s handsome and favors Rebecca a lot,” China said as she drove away in her Benz. “I wish he was a woman right about now. I would put it on his ass,” China said as she accelerated through the light.
* * *
“That’s a bad-ass Benz, esé!” Marco said to Jr., who was twisting up another kush blunt.
When Jr. looked up and saw the Benz merge into traffic, he agreed that it was a bad one.
“That’s a Mercedes-Benz ML350,” Jr. said, knowing his cars better than anyone Marco had ever known.
Neither of them had any idea that they were staring at their target: China. She had come up from behind them, and neither of them ever noticed her.
“That Camaro is a bad-ass one too,” Jr. said, pointing at the silver Camaro leaving the restaurant lot.
“Esé, it’s been two damn months and no sign of this bitch. I say we make our move on her sister tomorrow and see if we can lure her this way,” Jr. said, putting flame to the blunt and exhaling a cloud of smoke.<
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“I’ll bring that by Javier and see what he wants to do. I feel like a waiting duck every day we come to this shit!” Marco admitted.
“We’ll never be a sitting duck, homie,” Jr. said, passing the blunt. “I think she’s laying low waiting for daddy to come home.”
“That nigga is dead, esé. I hear he got popped with a hundred bricks in the wrong town. That’s the word on the streets,” Marco stated. “And from up top, the DEA has no clue who he is. All they know is Smooth, and they don’t even know that Smooth is in a federal holding cell in Martin County.”
“Damn, esé! I won’t be surprised if these street informers lace them up about him,” Jr. said.
“Yeah.”
“That’s why we have to catch this bitch. If he does come back, he’ll come back to the bitch’s bones!” Jr. stated.
“You just want to fuck the bitch before you kill her, huh?” Marco asked Jr.
“Exactly!” Jr. said with an impish smile.
* * *
“Mmmm! Shit, daddy. Fuck me harder!” Jane ordered her new friend and victim named David.
David had met Jane at Roxy’s and got her number just hours ago. She made it clear to him that she was only interested in a good fuck. When David attempted to put on a condom before having sex with Jane, she lured him with her superb oral sex to forget all about it. He had no chance to retrieve the condom when she threw him on the bed and climbed on top of him and then slid down on his erect dick. For an hour straight, the twenty-two-year-old had been fucking the shit out of Jane without a condom.
“Mmm! Yes, daddy! Fuck me harder!” Jane purred loudly in ecstasy as David pounded her pussy from the back with long, powerful strokes.
David had no clue that his one-night stand was a full-blown AIDS patient who had it out to kill every young man who gave her attention. Her new medication had her looking like a swimsuit model with a nice lustrous ass and lips.
“I’m coming, daddy!” she shouted as she came to her orgasm.
