It Was All A Dream et-1

by Kelvin F. Jackson

  “What? “ K said jumping up and scared poor Liza to death.

  “Is he alright? Where is he now? “K asked getting up and putting on his shoes.

  “He’s at the hospital on 17th, I’m on my way there now,” said Skulls

  “I’m out the door right now!” K said ending the call.

  “What happened, what’s wrong?” Liza asked wiping sleep from her eyes.

  “Dante had an accident on one of the bikes. We have to go to the hospital. Now!”

  K grabbed his keys while she slipped her shoes on and they headed towards the door. When he opened the door to leave, Mattie was standing with her hand in the knocking position, about to knock. Liza’s eyes shot poisonous darts at Mattie as they all stood at the door looking crazy at each other. Mattie had a Quick Service taxi cab parked out front.

  “Reebie called me and told me Dante had a bad accident, and Skulls had been calling your cell and didn’t get an answer. So I caught a cab from the club to see if you were here, while I was on my way to the hospital.”

  Then she turned her nose up at Liza and said with an attitude, “But I can see why now. I guess you two were busy.”

  “Nah, I just cooked her dinner and we had some drinks and — “

  Liza cut K off.

  ”And we were just about to fuck before he found out about Darkside.”

  To say he was shocked by what Liza said would be the understatement of the century. Mattie’s eye’s registered the anger of a mad woman.

  “I know you’ve been creeping with Deondre and you can have his sorry ass!” Liza added with fury.

  She grabbed K’s hand and pulled him towards the Vette said, “come on K, we have to go to the hospital to check on your friend.”

  He just closed the front door, and shrugged his shoulders at Mattie. K unlocked the doors on his car with the remote, hopped in the whip and bounced. Mattie just stood speechless while the tires of the brand new Corvette ate up the asphalt as they exited the parking lot.

  On the way to the hospital he asked Liza, “Are you o.k.?”

  “I feel a lot better now that I vented some frustration towards her. K, I really am sorry for putting you on the spot like that.”

  “Aw it’s no big deal baby girl… I mean Liza.”

  “K, I would have to be blind to not notice you were attracted to me, and I really like you too. You’re a sweetheart. I just never reacted because I wanted to be faithful to that asshole. Plus we have a great working relationship and I didn’t want to cross that line.”

  “Liza, I think that you are the most attractive and sexy woman that I’ve encountered in a long time, but I’m going through a phase right now and keeping company with quite a few female companions. Feel me? I know I don’t want to hurt you anymore than what you’re dealing with.”

  He knew it was going to be difficult for her, preparing to end a relationship. Once they parked in the hospital’s emergency parking area, he leaned over to give her a comforting kiss on her forehead. She unexpectantly lifted her mouth to meet his, slipped her tongue in, and grabbed the back of his head so he couldn’t get away. It wasn’t like he was gonna try to get away. He tasted the mix peppermint she’d been sucking on along with the liquor and demonstrated his skills in a long, sweet, soft, sensual kiss. When they finally separated she looked him straight in his eyes and said, “Let me worry about me.” She opened her door. “Let’s go and check on your friend,” she said with a smile that let him know, she was a woman with a mission. And he was it!

  K was drained. He already knew from the doctor’s reactions that his man Dark would be out of commission for a minute. As he and Liza rode up Liberty Street after leaving the hospital, he looked over and saw Liza bobbing her heard and grooving to the music. He could tell she was tired, but he was digging the fact that she was there to support him.

  “Wassup sleepy?You aight?” K asked.

  “I’m good. You OK?” she asked yawning.

  K smiled at her, knowing that at five in the morning, Liza had to be feelin it. They turned into his complex ten minutes later and pulled up next to her car.

  “I really appreciate you being here for a brotha. Are you gonna be OK to drive home?”

  Liza turned to face K. Her stare was intense.

  “I’m not going home.”

  She put her hand on his knee and slid it up his thigh. She leaned over to kiss him and grabbed his dick at the same time. She massaged it slowly.

  “I see I got one vote for yes,” she said smiling.

  They exchanged a long slow kiss.

  “Dam girl.You aint playin. Come on lets go inside.”

  “Ok. I just need to grab something out my trunk and I will be right in.”

  After he got in the house he went to take a piss. This was also something like impossible due to the fact that his dick was still harder than Mt. Rushmore. He had wanted Liza for a long time. His mind raced with thoughts of what was about to go down. When he returned from the bathroom she was standing in the living room with her overnight bag.

  She was butt ball naked.

  K stopped dead in his tracks. As he took in the visual he couldn’t help but to think that she was ten times more gorgeous than anything he could have imagined.

  “I was gonna freshen up a lil bit. But I don’t think I can wait. I want you now,” she said and walked slowly towards K.

  He grabbed the back of her head with one hand and a handful of ass with the other. They kissed like animals. Breathing heavily as he palmed her ass like Lebron, she tried to jerk his pants down. She noticed how hard his dick was as she struggled to get his pants down over it. When they were finally down, she felt the heat and throbbing of his dick against her stomach. She grabbed it and began to stroke.

  “I need this dick inside me now,” she said leading him over to the couch.

  Liza was in heat and couldn’t wait any longer. She slowly bent over the couch looking back over her shoulder. He watched in amazement as she spread her ass cheeks with both hands to expose her pussy and give him a tantalizing view. K didn’t miss a beat as he slid in position behind her. He stuck the tip of his dick in. Liza was soaking wet and on fire. But she was no amateur as he soon found out when she locked her pussy muscles on the tip of his dick and pulled him in deeper. They both moaned in ecstasy as she pulled and he pushed. K grabbed her hips and proceeded to slow grind Liza with long deep strokes as she pushed back intoxicated by his rhythm.

  “Ooooh that’s it right there K. Oooh yeah, that dick is gonna make me do itttt!!!”

  He grabbed a handful of her hair and pounded harder.

  “Do what girl? Talk to me! What you gonna do?”

  Liza’s whole body began to tingle as skin slapping against skin sounds filled the room. K felt her pussy get wetter and banged harder.

  “Oh shit, right there…just…like…that!”

  “Like that?” he asked picking up the rhythm.

  “Ooohhfuuuccckkkk…right there…like that…I’m cuuuummmiiinnnnngggg! Liza screamed.

  Shockwaves shot through them both as she tightened around his dick. He never lost his momentum as he exploded inside Liza. He picked her up and turned her around while still inside her and sat down on the couch. They were both panting heavily as she lay back against him.

  “You OK love?”

  “Oh yeah K. That shit was great,” Liza said between breaths.

  He was rubbing on her belly as she sat facing away from him. He slid his hand down between her legs and started to massage her clit while his dick was still inside her. Liza let out a deep moan as she responded by moving her hips slowly in a circular motion.

  “Dam K. You ready again? You gon spoil me rotten fuckin me like this.”

  He sped up his motion and Liza began to buck, riding him like a mechanical bull. She put her hands on his knees and leaned forward, stood on her toes, and slid up and down on that dick. As K watched himself disappear in and out of Liza he thought to himself we are gonna get along real good.


  CHAPTER 17

  The first talent show a month later was won by a young man with a million dollar voice for his rendition of the Jodeci classic STAY. It was a packed house and he shut shit down with the standing ovation he received.

  The past month had definitely been a crazy one; Darkside escaped his brush with death with a concussion, a broken leg, and a fractured shoulder. He was confined to a wheelchair for three months after his two week hospital stay. Mattie had left T and moved in with her sister Reebie in a rooming house, and during the same period of time had slept with a guy that Reebie had gotten close to and was calling her man named Randy. Reebie never had a clue.

  K had gotten a new cell phone two weeks after the incident at his condo with Mattie and Liza, and gave the new number to everyone except for the cuties that he had been creeping with, and of course Mattie. Deondre had been bugging Liza, begging and apologizing, but she wanted absolutely no parts of him. He had come by the youth center one day and threated to smash all of Liza’s windows of her car if she didn’t give him five minutes of her time to hear him out. K could see that she was getting real fed up with his bullshit and so was he. She wanted to get an order of protection against this bitch ass pretty boy, but K told her to let him handle it.

  He had caught Deondre going into his apartment after work that same night. Deondre lived in an apartment on the east side of Allentown on a back alleyway that had a lot of dark corners. As he was putting his key in the door after getting off work, K crept out of the shadows in all black, put the cold steel of the Dirty harry 44 long to the back of his head, cocked it, and told him, “ If you move the wrong way, you die.” Once inside K pushed him onto his couch and put half the barrel in his mouth, until Deondre almost gagged.

  “Look, Liza don’t want no parts of you mufucka, so leave her the fuck alone! And I don’t give second warnings. Do we understand each other?”

  He managed a muffled “mmhmmmmhmm!” Shaking his head up and down, so K took it that he did.

  He took the gun out of his mouth and started to leave but almost as a reflex action K spun and backhanded him to sleep. As Deondre lay hanging alfway off the couch out cold, K spit on him.

  “And that’s for disrespecting me. Pussy!”

  He quietly left the same way he had come in.

  Liza stayed at K’s apartment every day since the first night that she was there. Over the following week and a half Liza had slowly but surely proceeded to move her belongings into his condo. After getting to know each other intimately that first night, they were both sprung. Sitting next to her now at the side of the judges table after the first talent show, he realized it was time for a change. They had some shit that he thought might develop into a long term relationship, and he realized they were well on their way. All of the events were successes and things were looking good. K moved Dark into his down low spot and Dante moved in a sistah he had taken a liking to named Charmaine. K and Charmaine instantly became like brother and sister due to the fact that they both had a crazy sense of humor.

  Liza presented Dwayne Garret the winner of the first talent show and announced that he would be the first artist on the new indie label Big $taxxx records. K figured they had a real good shot with Dwayne as their first artist and decided to slow up on his illegal operations. He had a hefty stash and the Feds had come through cracking heads, which also influenced his decision. Plus, his right hand man Darkside was out of commission for a while, and he really didn’t trust nobody like he trusted Dark.

  The second and third talent show went over well and they added to their roster a hip — hop artist named G’d-up and a female singing group that called themselves Triple Extasy. G’d- up was actually one of K’s best weight customers, and K had no idea his skills were on a recognizable level. Triple Extasy turned out to be three strippers, one black, one white, one Puerto Rican, all So Seductive. So they had the first three acts for their label, all hot and extremely talented. They found a tight studio out in Philly and booked it solid for two months. K had no idea putting together such a project could be so hectic and time consuming. Allentown was about 45 minutes from Philadelphia and they would leave town in the two Suburbans K had brought and totally covered with Big $taxxx Records logo’s and decals as promotional vehicles and headed out back to back pushing 90 mph, immediately after evening rush hour traffic.

  Liza drove one and K drove the other. On the way to the studio their artists would be song writing, rehearsing lyrics and harmonizing. They also noticed how Dwayne and Triple Extasy sounded hot when they collaborated. And when G added his witty lyrics for the masses is was official.

  Perfexion Studios was a first time experience for all the artists. None of them had actually been in a professional recording studio, let alone record in one. The spot was run by a cat named LP, who K had heard a lot of good things about, and his chick Jessica. She was a real head turner too. As they walked into one of the recording rooms Dwayne looked around in amazement.

  “This is it! I finally made it to the big leagues,” he said with enthusiastic excitement, then he went into one of the soundproof booth bowed his head and said a prayer:

  “Heavenly father, I want to thank you this day for your many blessings. As you know father, I have prayed to you on numerous occasion for the chance to just be heard, Heavenly father. You have continuously answered prayers and I know this is just another of your blessings, which you give abundantly. I ask you at this time to bless our creative efforts and bless these wonderful people and our record label as a whole. All of this I ask in your precious son Jesus’s name. Amen.”

  K gave him a hug showing love when he came out and they got prepared to put in the hard work they knew it was gonna take to make this a successful venture. They all sat in on track selection sessions and the first group to select tracks for their project was Triple Extasy. K had contacted a lot of hot producers from around the country and listened to them all unbiased, but by far the hottest tracks came from K’s people and his industry ace S.I.D. To hear Triple Extasyharmonize and rift over his tracks with head nodding baselines and horns was musical poetry.

  By the end of the two months in the studio, they had three potentially platinum albums, mixed down, Mastered and ready for sales or a major distribution deal. G’d-up had a crazy street buzz from mix tape appearances coast to coast. Dwayne and Triple Extasy’s upcoming releases were so hyped up through radio and street team marketing and promotion, that they did pretty good their first time out. Dwayne moved 22,000 units with his debut and self-titled album, Triple Extasy moved 26,000 units and G’d-up came out strong moving 37,000 units out of the stores and online all in the first month.

  This also gave K the opportunity to take some other money to the Laundry mat. And even though it wasn’t gold or platinum success it got them recognized by the majors and they kept every dollar. K eventually employed persons to oversee daily operations and told Liza that he had a surprise that he had been planning for a while. He told her it was something that was going to make her very, very happy.

  “I have you and my health and we’re building a new youth center on top of our success with the record label. What more could you possibly do to make me happy?” she asked seriously.

  “It’s time for you to meet my best friend in the world for real. We are going to New York for New Years and stay at my pops crib for a couple days,” he said.

  “You’re taking me to meet your father?” she asked eyes wide with surprise.

  “Yep, and my mom’s will be visiting from Marietta Georgia too.”

  “You mean I get to meet both of your parents?” she asked.

  “Yes love, and they are gonna love you too pieces!”

  CHAPTER 18

  They hit interstate 78 East, off of South 4th street leading out of Allentown, with two suitcases ready for a New York New Years. They entered NY by way of the George Washington Bridge bypassing the Bronx. Taking in all the gritty NYC winter beauty, they crossed the Throgs Neck Bridge leading onto
Cross Island Parkway; Playing The Notorious Big’s IT WAS ALL A DREAM. They exited the Cross Island onto the LIE and down the home stretch to Exit 50, Wyandanch.

  As they entered the town they rode up the hustling strip that K had spent so many days and nights on, slinging rocks like Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble did for their boss Mr. Slate. They say the game never changes only the players. As they cruised through in his newly acquired Infinity QX56 headed to the crib, evidence of that fact was all too clear. All the young up and comers were beating the block in their Timberlands and True Religions, or Gortex and Snorkels getting their grind on as he had done many, many a day.

  When K pulled up to the crib, he could see his moms had already made it in town by the sight of her Crispy clean Cream Chrysler 300M posted up in the driveway behind his baby sisters dark green Camry. His pops Sporty red Mitsubishi 3000 with armor all tires shining was parked out front. K and Liza had barely made it out of the truck before his nephew Marcus came out of the front door yelling, “Uncle, Uncle! Grandma, grandpa uncle is here.”

  “Boy! Get back in here with no coat on before you get sick!” His sister Tamisha yelled out the front door at her son.

  K snatched him up, gave him a big hug and carried him in the house. His moms was in the master bedroom recuperating from her journey from Georgia, so he just gave her a peck on the cheek and let her sleep. His pops was in the basement with his crew; four miniature Dobermans that went nuts if you came with 10 feet of him. He was watching his 60 inch plasma screen with the Super Surround Sound System, kicked back relaxing sipping his vodka and orange juice.

  “Hey, what a nice surprise,’ he said noticing us as they entered the basement door.

  His dogs went nuts. Liza grabbed K’s arms scared to death.

  Raising his voice over the high pitched barking dogs he asked, ”And who is this beautiful young lady?”

  He turned to the dogs, “shut up goddamit!”