Tears of a Hustler 2

by White, Silk

  “You only live once so I might as well live it up,” Gmoney said as he lead Destiny to the front door.

  “What’s good? You want me to give you a tour around this joint?”

  “Nah, you can just show me where the kitchen is so I can get started on dinner,” Destiny replied, tryingto hide her interest in G-money.

  “A’ight, just walk straight through the living room and you can’t miss it. I’mma go slip into something a little more comfortable,” G-money said as he headed upstairs to the second level of the condo.

  Destiny walked through the living room and was surprised how good the man was living. “Damn, this brother got a fire place and everything,” she said to herself as she finally entered the kitchen. Ten minutes later, G-money returned back downstairs wearing a wife beater, a pair of Red Monkeys, and some slippers.

  “Yo, you got everything you need?”

  “Yeah I found everything,” Destiny said, checking out all G-money’s tattoos on the low.

  “A’ight I’mma be in the living room getting my drink on,” G-money said as a blunt hung from the corner of his mouth. “You want me to get you a drink?”

  “Yeah, you got Alize’?”

  “Yeah I got you,” G-money said as he made his way over to the stereo. Destiny’s body jumped slightly when she heard DJ Khaled “Brown Paper Bag” blast through the speakers. Once Destiny realized what song was playing, she immediately began to bob her head as she continued to season the chicken.

  G-money headed over to his mini bar area and fixed him and Destiny drinks. As he fixed their drinks, Pauleena’s word struck a cord within him. “Slow down. What’s the point in making all this money if you never get to enjoy it?”

  G-money took one step in the kitchen and looked at Destiny’s nice sized ass, and made up his mind that he would now start to enjoy his money instead of raise hell.

  “Here’s your drink ma,” he said, handing her a glass of Alize’.

  “Thanks.”

  “No, thank you. It’s been a while since I had a gorgeous woman cooking for me in my kitchen.”

  A smirk danced on Destiny’s lips. “Are you just telling me what I want to hear or are you serious?”

  “Do I look like the type of nigga who play games?” Gmoney asked, downing the Henny in one gulp.

  “Hold on, let me take a good look at you,” Destiny said as she turned to face G-money.

  Before she could come back with a slick response, G-money grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her passionately. Twenty seconds later, Destiny’s hands were all down G-money’s monkeys (jeans) fondling his lovestick. She quicklyworked him to stiffness.

  “Let me see what you working with,” G-money slurred.

  Destiny quickly complied, as she turned off the stove and lead G-money to the living room and shoved him on the couch. She quickly slid out of her dress, and slowly and sensually began to gyrate her hips to 50 Cent’s song “Amusement Park.” She palmed her full breast and pulled at her tender brown nipples as she continued to entertain G-money.

  “You just gonna sit there and watch me all night?” Destiny hummed in a challenging tone.

  With that being said, G-money immediately backed out (pulled out his pipe) “Don’t talk me to death,” he told her.

  G-money sat back and watched Destiny take his erected member into her warm mouth and wrap her juicy lipsaround his shaft. As G-money began to fuck Destiny’s mouth, she felt her pussy began to warm and moisten.

  Destiny’s mouth felt so good that G-money grabbed the back of her head, and begged her not to stop as he slowly glided in and out of her mouth.

  “You like that daddy?” Destiny asked as she rubbed her clit, then stuck her fingers in G-money’s mouth. After a few more minutes of sucking, G-money couldn’t take it anymore. He aggressively turned Destiny around, rolled on a condom, and entered her pulsating pussy.

  “Oh shit…” she sighed and panted in pleasure as she took the dick the best she could.

  “Don’t cry now,” G-money grumbled as he slid deeper and deeper inside her tight hole.

  “That’s right. I want you fuck me just like that,” Destiny said through clenched teeth as she threw the ass back. G-money grabbed Destiny’s waist as he watched her ass slap back and fourth against his torso. After about 20 minutes of getting her back dug out, Destiny crawled away from G-money’s back shots.

  “What’s wrong?” G-money asked.

  “I’m about to suck the shit out of your dick,” Destiny slurred as she quickly removed G-money’s condom andthrew his dick right back in her mouth. Once G-money felt Destiny’s mouth on his dick, he moaned and cursed loudly. Destiny gingerly licked, sucked, and kissed his dick as she made her way to his shaft, then his balls. G-money just sat back and watched Destiny’s performance.

  Destiny jerked and pulled on G-money dick as she sucked on it, making loud slurping noises until he finally exploded in her mouth. 15 minutes later, the two were both passed out on the couch.

  Chapter16 PutingItIn

  “Yo slow this muthafucka down!” Knowledge barked. “You tryna get us pulled over before we hit the spot?”

  “My fault. Its so much snow on the ground I can’t even see the lines in the streets,” Suge said.

  “Well maybe if you take off those fucking sunglasses and slow this muthafucka down, you’ll be able to see something,” Knowledge told him.

  The young killer who sat behind Suge chuckled.

  “What the fuck you back there laughing at?” Suge huffed, feeling embarrassed. “I bet you won’t be laughing in 15 minutes.”

  “I always show up when its time to perform,” Shorty said from the back seat.

  “Don’t get mad at youngin cause you got them stupid ass shades on,” Knowledge laughed as he placed a pair of white latex gloves on his hands.

  “Fuck all that. Is G-money alright with this hit?” Suge asked, focusing hard on the road.

  “It doesn’t matter. He put me in charge, so the choice is mine and we doing this shit point blank,” Knowledge said as he loaded his 12-gauge pump shotgun. “It’s time to give that faggot a wake up call anyway. He probably thinking we forgot about his bitch ass,” he said in between puffs of his Newport. “Nigga really think he gon’ put some Jamaicans up in one of our old spots, get the fuck outta here,” he said heatedly.

  “Well you know I’m down for whatever,” Suge said as he pulled over a block away from the pizza shop on the corner. “So what’s the plan?” Shorty asked from the back seat.

  “Listen Shorty, just shut the fuck up and follow our lead a’ight?” Suge growled as he rolled down his ski mask, placing his shades over the mask.

  “What the fuck? Take them shits off,” Knowledge huffed.

  “Chill! These my good luck sunglasses,” Suge hissed. “How the fuck is my shades bothering you?”

  “This nigga got on a ski mask with sunglasses,” Knowledge said out loud to no one in particular, ashe exited the vehicle shaking his head. Knowledge made it a few steps away from the pizza shop before he rolled down his ski mask. “Let’s do this,” Knowledge entered the pizza shop, and quickly headed straight to the back door.

  “Hey no one go back there,” the cashier grumbled ina heavy accent. A split second later, Suge entered the pizza shop and knocked out the cashier’s front teeth with his .45. In a quick motion, Suge hopped over the counter and emptied out the register.

  Knowledge entered the back room that read “Employees Only.” He entered the room and as soon as he turned to his left, a tall man with long dred locks stood in front of his shotgun. “Where the shit at?”

  “What you talk bout?” the Jamaican asked, faking ignorance. With no trace of emotion, Knowledge pulled the trigger sending the Jamaican’s brains splashing all over the wall. Suge heard the loud gunshot and prayed that Knowledge was okay. His job was to guard the front door. The only thing that kept him from running to the back was discipline.

  The head Jamaican sat in his office in the backcountin
g money until he heard a thunderous gunshot ring out. From how loud the gunshot was, he could tell the gunman wasclose. The Jamaican quickly grabbed the AR-15 that rested under his desk. “Pussy boys wanna cum fuck wit me? Don’t know who dem fucking wit!” He grumbled as he cocked the machine gun and aimed it at the door.

  Knowledge slowly eased towards the door with caution. He slowly placed his ear to the door to see if he could hear whether someone was inside. Before he could removehis ear from the door, about eight shots flew through the door missing Knowledge by a fingernail.

  “Me a blood clot gorilla! You no wanna fuck wit me pussy boy!” The Jamaican yelled as he slowly eased towards the door coming from an angle. Suge almost shitted on himself when he heard a loud series of gunshots go off. He knew right off the back that it couldn’t of been Knowledge because those shots came from some type of machine gun.

  Once the shots flew through the door, Knowledge quickly laid his shotgun on the floor and removed his .40 cal from the small of his back. On the count of three, he pointed his arm at the door and let off five shots in rapid succession.

  Once the Jamaican heard the gunman return fire, he quickly pulled the trigger as the gun rattled in his hand.

  Knowledge was about to return fire, until he sawtwo big suitcases sitting over in the corner. Something about two suitcases in the corner of a pizza shop didn’t seem right to Knowledge. With out thinking twice, Knowledge grabbed the two suitcases and headed back towards the front of the pizza shop. When Knowledge came from out the back, Suge almostshot him. “Damn nigga I almost shot you,” Suge exhaled.

  “Take them stupid ass sunglasses off then maybe you’ll be able to see,” Knowledge joked as he handed Suge one of the suitcases. The two men stopped dead in their tracks when they heard six shots go off. “Where the fuck did those shots come from?” Knowledge asked.

  “Them shits came from outside” Suge replied as he dashed outside to find Shorty standing by the car with his 9mm smoking. Suge looked over on the ground and saw twomen with dred locks laid out on the concrete.

  “Come on we out!” Suge yelled as him and Knowledge both ran to the get away car and slid in; each man holding a suitcase.

  “Yo Shorty punch this shit,” Knowledge yelled from the back seat. Before Knowledge could get his words out, Shorty got behind the wheel and gunned the engine.

  Chapter17 LongTimeNoSee

  “Hold on I’m coming,” Nancy yelled as she got up from off the couch and went to see who was banging on her door. She looked through the peephole and quickly opened the door. “Hey girl, what’s up? Where the fuck you been?”

  “Girl I been all over the place,” Coco replied as she kissed Nancy on the cheek. “I came through to checkon you and the baby.”

  “The baby is taking a nap right now, but come sit down and tell me what you been up to,” Nancy said as the two sat on the couch.

  “You got a minute, because this is going to take a while,” Coco said as she pulled a blunt out from her purse.

  “You always up in the middle of some shit,” Nancy said,

  thirsty to hear the gossip.

  “First of all, I know you heard about what happened

  between me and G-money cause it was all over the streets,”

  Coco said, taking a long drag from the blunt.

  “How am I going to hear anything? You know I don’t be

  in the streets,” Nancy said, reminding her.

  “Well after me and G-money broke up, I started messing

  with this boxing cat name “The Terminator.”

  “The same Terminator who knocked Spanky out?” Nancy

  cut in.

  “Yeah that’s him, but I didn’t find out he was the guy

  who knocked out Spanky until after we had been seeing each

  other for a while,” Coco said, trying to clean it up.

  “You knew if G-money found out, he was going to flip.

  Spanky was family,” Nancy pointed out.

  “I know, but he’s out fucking whoever he wants.Why

  can’t I do the same?” Coco protested.

  “Because you’re fucking the guy who knocked Spanky

  out, causing him to kill himself…that’s not a good look!” “But anyway, let me tell you what happened,” Coco said,

  quickly changing the subject. “I’m in the club chilling with my

  boo, minding my business, when this fool G-money walks over

  to our table with all his boys with him, talking about what the

  fuck am I doing in here with this guy. I told thatnigga you don’t

  got no muthafucking papers on me. I can see who the fuck I

  want.” Coco over exaggerated, spicing up the story.

  “Then what happened?”

  “G-money grabs me by my hair and starts to drag me

  out the club. So once my man saw what was going on, he

  knocked like three of G-money’s boys out,” she lied. “Then two

  seconds later, bouncers were everywhere breaking upthe fight.” “Girl you is crazy,” Nancy said, shaking her head in

  disbelief.

  “But yeah, The Terminator is mad cool, and he loves to

  be around me,” Coco boasted.

  “Stop saying that name so loud. Christie is in the back

  room sleeping,” Nancy warned.

  “Oh word? What she doing here? I’m about to go wake

  her ass up. I ain’t seen her in months,” Coco said with a smile

  on her face.

  “Trust me you don’t want to go back there.”

  “Why, what’s wrong?” Coco asked, sensing something

  was wrong.

  “I went to go check up on Christie the other dayto see

  how she was doing. But when I got there, two big men were

  beating the shit out of her and threatening to killher; talking

  about she owed them all kinds of money.”

  “You lying!”

  “Lying? I had to give up Ali’s Lexus just so they wouldn’t

  kill the both of us,” Nancy said in a low voice.

  “That’s crazy,” Coco said, covering her mouth inshock.

  “She fucking around with that dope?”

  “Crack, I think,” Nancy replied with a look of hurt on her

  face.

  “So you letting her stay here until she get her shit

  together right?”

  “Of course, she’s family,” Nancy replied as shepicked up

  the ringing cordless phone. “Hello?” She answered.

  “Hey baby what’s up?”

  “Nothing baby, I was just thinking about you. How was

  your day?”

  “Why do you always ask me that when you know where

  I’m at?” Ali asked.

  “Sorry baby…I just wanted to see how your day was,”

  Nancy said, sucking her teeth.

  “How is Christie doing?”

  “She’s doing okay. She’s in the room resting right now,”

  Nancy answered.

  “Whatever needs to be done, I need you to do handle

  that for me,” Ali paused briefly. “We have to make sure Christie

  gets her shit together.”

  “I got you. Christie is family,” Nancy replied.

  “And we always take care of family, remember that. But

  anyway, this phone is about to cut off. When you coming to see

  me?”

  “I’ll be up there tomorrow, baby. Why? You miss me?” “What you think?”

  “I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me,” Nancy flirted in

  her sexy voice.

  “How about I show you how much I miss you tomorrow

  when I see your fine ass?”

  “That sounds like a plan to me baby. Always know that I

  love you and can’t wait to see you tomorrow. You want me to

  wear a skirt?”

  “Yeah wear a skirt and make sur
e you wear a thong too.

  Okay baby, I love you too. I gotta go,” Ali said as he ended the

  conversation.

  “Everything good back in the town?” Skip asked. “Yeah you know…regular shit,” Ali replied as he noticed

  the husky C.O. heading in his direction.

  “Hey Ali you got a visit,” the C.O. announced. “I wonder who the fuck could be coming to see me?” Ali

  said out loud, turning to face Skip. “I just spoketo Nancy and

  she’s in the crib chilling with Coco.

  “Maybe its one of your side joints,” Skip replied. “I been up in this muthafucka for a year and a half and

  the only person who comes to visit me is Nancy,” Ali said as he

  gave Skip a pound and headed over to the C.O. so hecould

  escort him down to the visiting room. When Ali reached the

  visiting room, the C.O. escorted him to the plexi glass area. “Yo what’s good? I’m not in the box, why do I have to sit

  behind a glass?” Ali asked curiously.

  “Your visitor requested this kind of visit,” the C.O.

  barked. “Now go have a seat at table number four.”

  Ali took his seat behind the thick plexi glass and waited

  patiently for his visitor to make their presence known. When Ali’s

  visitor showed his identity, Ali’s face quickly turned into a mask

  of anger. Big Mel sat on the other side of the plexi glass and

  picked up the phone. Ali paused briefly before he picked up the

  phone.

  “You got some big ass balls coming up here…no homo,”

  Ali said in a humble tone.

  “Listen…I know you probably want me dead, but justlet

  me explain…”

  “Explain what!?” Ali growled cutting Big Mel off. “Nigga I

  took care of you and your whole fucking family, andthis is what

  you do to me?”

  “I know I fucked up,” Big Mel whispered with his head

  down in shame. “I was just jealous of you.”

  “Jealous of what? What ever was mines was yours, so

  don’t hit me with that bullshit,” Ali said, waving him off. “You had the one thing that we couldn’t share. You had