by Red Snapper
Mary smiled as she replied, “Girl…I knew you was pregnant when you called asking about Leon’s trifling ass!” “What other reason would you want to know about that baby girl?”
“Are you hungry or not?”
She smiled as she nodded her head in the affirmative. Mary and Kellita walked into the kitchen as she began to look in the refrigerator for something for her to eat.
“Child sit down at the table…I will get you something to eat, and then we can talk about your little problem.”
Mary took out a pack of pork chops from the refrigerator and then reaches in the cabinet for a skillet. As she put the skillet on the stove and put some grease in the skillet, she glanced at Kellita and smiled. After she washed, prepped, and seasoned the chops, she began to dredge them in the flour. When she began to place the chops in the now hot grease, she turned to and said, “How did you get yourself caught up in this mess child?”
Kellita just dropped her head as she replied, “I was at a party when I met him…I always knew I wanted to be with him.” Even when we were in high school, I had a strong crush on him.” “I just wanted him…his smile and his swagger was the bomb…I mean…I thought he was so sexy…” Mary immediately interrupted her, “Child…that’s wrong with you hot tail girls today…you don’t think about whether a man want to be a man and do something positive with their lives.” “All you want to do is get with them and give up the cookie!” “You will find out when you get downtown and talk to that floozy Melody Rideum-Hard.”
After about an hour, Kellita and Mary finished their dinner. She walked into the back room and retrieved the copy of the D.N.A. paperwork and gave it to her.
“Now…child you be careful.” “Don’t let that woman intimidate you.” “Just get her to explain to you the truth and don’t promise her nothing for it…you hear me?”
Kellita smiled as she hugged her. “Thank you Ms. Mary for this…I really appreciate this.”
“Look…I’m doing this because my son needs to realize that he is hurting innocent people with his bull malarkey.” “I hope that this will open his eyes.”
She opened the door and walked out, quickly making it to her car. She opened the door, started the engine, and drove away quickly.
After driving about an hour, she finally made it downtown. She drove until she reached Crown Labrador Towers. The Hotel was exquisite and had a private penthouse, where Ms. Melody Rideum-Hard lived. As she pulled in front of the towers she thought, “How am I going to approach her…will she tell me the truth?”
Meanwhile back in Kansas City, Detective Dryer was sitting at his desk on the computer looking over some of the articles on the Tuskegee murder case that Brian was involved in, when suddenly his phone rang. He picked up the phone.
“KCPD…Detective Dryer speaking…May I help you?”
The voice on the other end sounded like a woman’s voice. It was muffled, as if the person was using a towel or something to hide their voice.
“Yeah…I heard you were trying to find some information that will lead you to solving a murder.” “Are you the one working on the Tuskegee Murder Case?”
Dryer’s eyes lit up as he answered immediately, “Yeah…I’m working that case!”
He quickly picked up a pen and paper to take down any information.
“Who am I speaking with?”
“Look…my name is not important…just listen to my instructions and you will have everything you need to solve this case.” “I know that you are in Kansas City and it will be hard for you to see this but I have something that I can ship to you…something that will prove that Brian Deveraux in fact killed that girl.”
Dryer was confused, but he wanted Deveraux so bad he went along anyway.
“Ma’am or sir…if you have important information that can solve this case, why did you not go to the local authorities?”
The voice on the other end laughed and then replied, “Come on man…the Deveraux family is one of the richest in the nation…they have everyone on their payroll…are you on their payroll?”
“Maybe I should not be talking to you…”
Dryer quickly interrupted, “No…I am not in their pocket I swear!” “All I want is for Mr. Deveraux to get what he deserves.” “I want to see his ass behind bars.”
The voice on the other end paused for a minute, than responded, “Okay…I don’t know why, but I trust you.” “I am sending you a packet.” “In it is Deveraux’s t-shirt that was missing from the scene that has Tamika’s saliva on it.” “I took it from the scene because I wanted to frame his ass.” “I know I was wrong to take the evidence, but this has haunted me for fifteen years.” “Tamika Jackson deserves more than this…some best friend I turned out to be huh!”
Dryer tried to get her to stay on the phone, “Please…will you be willing to write a statement explaining what happened?”
“Look man…I don’t want Brian to know that I turned him in…he will get me and do me the same way he did to Tamika.”
Dryer quickly intervened, “Look…I will protect you…please let me come and get you…I can put you in protective custody, but you have to trust me.”
Detective Harper walked in as Dryer was trying to convince the caller to remain on the line. He motioned for her to try to get someone to put a trace on the call. She quickly picked up the phone and called for a trace as Dryer tried to keep the caller on the phone.
“Deveraux will not be able to hurt you…I promise if you would just let us come to help you.” “We can get you protection.”
“No…you don’t know how strong he is…he is so strong…I should not have called!”
Dryer glanced over at Harper to see if they had a trace on the number. She signaled to keep them on the phone for two more minutes and they would have a location.
He continued to try to keep her on the line, “Don’t you want us to help you?” “I will come personally to make sure he does not hurt you.” “Please give us a chance.” “We can help if you would just trust us.”
He glanced over at Harper as she gives him the thumbs up that that had the caller’s location.
“Please let us help you.”
“You can’t help me but please get him!”
They quickly hung up the phone as Dryer looked up at Harper as she replied, “The caller was calling from…I can’t believe it…this call was placed right here in Kansas City in a motel on East Wornell Road.
They both grabbed their jackets and ran out the precinct.
Dryer said as he was getting into the car, “Finally…we have something to nail this fucking Deveraux!” “Harper makes sure we have some back up!”
Harper gazed at him as she shook her head as she reached for the radio microphone.
Meanwhile across town, Shareefah was talking on the phone with Waynell about the upcoming initiation.
“Waynell…I know that this party of yours is going to be marvelous.” “Are you sure that all we have to do is bring some lingerie?”
“If that is what Vikki instructed you then…yes that is all you need.”
“Waynell…I must admit, I am a little nervous about this but I really want to do this.”
“Shareefah…all you have to do is just relax.” “There will be plenty of items that will aid you to calm down, besides…all you need is a drink, and your ass will be fine!”
Shareefah laughed and replied, “You know me don’t you girl!”
“Don’t forget we were in college together…I know a whole lot about you girl!”
“Hey now girl…you do know me better than anybody else. Thanks Waynell for everything.”
“No problem…you will be just fine!”
After Waynell hung up the phone, she still was trying to figure a way to get Walter. She sat there looking over the guest list for the upcoming initiation. As she read the roster of names on the list until she saw a name that made her do a double take. She looked at the name again to her surprise the name she read was none other than Walter Nixon. Waynell wa
s flabbergasted. She could not believe that he was invited to the initiation. She immediately looked to see who he was the guest of and she read the name. “Dorinda Stephenson.”
She quickly called for Vikki.
“Vikki…Vikki darling please come here quick.”
Vikki immediately came into the room.
“Waynell…is everything alright?”
“Yeah…I just have a question.” “I was going over the guest list and I noticed that Walter was invited to attend…did you know about that?”
Vikki replied, “Yes…I did and I had been meaning to tell you about that.” “If you like I can have him removed from the list.”
“No…that will not be necessary.” “I do have another question…who is this Dorinda Stephenson?”
“Vikki looked at the list and replied, “Oh I know who she is…she was brought in the Guild about three years ago by a Miss Kym who was a part of the Asian sect. Miss Kym is a personal friend of your mother.” “Are you sure you don’t want me to remove Walter from the guest list?”
Waynell stood there for a minute and then she answered, “No…let him come…maybe this will do him some good.”
Waynell smiled as she walked over to fix herself a cocktail. As she walked away Vikki thought, “Hmmm…I hope this does not give her any stupid ideas about Walter.”
Chapter 15
In his office downtown, Brian, put down his drink and in a voice so slightly slurred, he felt no one would notice. It was apparent that all of the events taking place were taking a toll on him. He was upset about the loss of his girlfriend Tianna and has been drinking heavily ever since her death. This brought back unwanted memories about that night back at Tuskegee. Although he tried to act tough and strong, he had been living with the whole incident playing repeatedly in his mind. With the death of Angelina and now Tianna, this surely is going to push him over the edge. He sat there, staring out of the office window, staring out at the Kansas City skyline as he thought, “I know that Tangie did this to me!” “I am fuckin’ tired of this shit...first she took my wife from me…then she made Angelina kill herself and now my baby is dead!” “I will get that fuckin’ bitch…I swear!”
Suddenly, the office phone rang and he quickly picked up the phone.
“Hello…Mr. Deveraux…you have a call on line two.”
“Thank you…put it through please Jennie…thanks!”
“Hello Brian Deveraux speaking.”
“So…Deveraux what are you going to do?”
“Who is this?”
“I know that you want to put a hit out on Ms. Laurie…you will need a great deal of loot to get anybody interested in trying to do that.”
“Whoever this is…I don’t know what you are talking about…who is this?”
“Man…your days are numbered and you don’t even realize it…you fucked up dog…trying to put a hit on the Lady!”
“WHO IS THIS…TELL ME WHO THE FUCK THIS IS!”
The phone was dead as Brian just looked at it for a few minutes. Finally, he snapped out of it and called his receptionist to find out who made the call.
“Jennie…can you tell me where this call was made?”
“Let me check sir…looks like the call was blocked.” “Do you wish for me to try to see if the switchboard can retrieve the number?”
Brian sighed as she waited for an answer.
“Yeah…you can have them check…but they will come up empty.” “Hold all the rest of my calls!”
“Yes sir…sorry sir!”
“Don’t worry about it!”
He hung up the phone as he began to pace the office floor. He was puzzled as he tried to figure out the voice on the other end. It was broken and distorted and it was hard for him to recognize who it was. He thought, “If I am getting these kinds of warnings then she must know that I want her dead.”
Meanwhile in Olathe, Fredericka and LaDarius was enjoying a nice afternoon Jacuzzi bath. She could not help gazing in his eyes, as she thought, “Could he really want me for me?” He looked at her and said, “You know now…you will never get me away from you.” “Fredericka…I want you.” “I wanted you the first day I laid eyes on you.” “I knew you were the woman for me, but I knew you were going through something and I didn’t want to make matters worse by adding me to the equation.” “But when you got your divorce…I knew I had a chance and I didn’t want to lose the opportunity.” “I guess what I am trying to say Fredericka is…will you marry me?” “I would be honored to be your husband…if you’ll have me.”
Fredericka was stunned and full of joy, as she could not believe the words she had just heard coming out of LaDarius’ mouth. She paused for a few minutes as she thought, “I would be a fool if I let this man go after all I have been through.” “I do love him and I want to live life again.” She hugged him and replied, “I would love to be your wife LaDarius and I would be honored to love you all the rest of our days.”
With that, they embraced and began to kiss, as their tongues danced together in their mouths. They got out of the Jacuzzi, dried themselves off, and strolled over to the bed. She looked into his eyes and said, “Baby you have been taking care of me for the pass year, it’s my turn to return the favor.” “Lie down on the bed, face down, hands under your head honey” she purred, “just enjoy the moment.”
He looked at her and smiled, as he did what she asked. She then move to kneel between his spread legs, taking some massage oil, pouring it onto the palm of her hand and when it was nice and warm, spread her palms out across from his neck to the end of his shoulders, along his arms to his elbows. A nice firm soothing rub, working her way back to the middle of his neck, her thumbs working their way up LaDarius’ neck, fingers on the outside of his neck, kneading up and down.
“ Hmm…more massage oil, she thought as she warmed it up with her hands and then spread it down the middle of his back. Her thumbs worked their way down his spine with fingers splayed and kneading his skin along the way. He began to moan with pleasure as she continued moving to the sides of his chest, thumbs and fingers working along his sides, up and down, up and down.
As she applied more oil, she moved in a circular motion, working her thumbs and fingers at the sides of his waist, down to his hips, making their way across to the middle of his muscular back.
Dribbling oil on the base of his back, her palms moved over his tight ass, first one cheek, then the other. While pouring some oil onto his ass cheeks - he bucked a little because it was cool against his skin, but not for long as Fredericka’s hands spreads the oil out, her thumbs working down his ass and down the backs of his thighs, warming him all over. Moving up and down, over and around the outside of his thighs, thumbs lightly brushing the apex of his legs - he bucked again with the sensation as she made her way down a little lower between his legs, she poured some oil down the lower parts of his legs. She continued, working her thumbs and fingers into his muscles, around the backs of his knees, along his calves and then making her way up, kneading in circular motions, back past his ass to his back, working her way back up to his shoulders.
She gazed at him breathing heavily as she commanded in a very sensuous voice, “Roll over baby.”
When he rolls over his dick springs up hard as a rock and at attention.
“Hmmm,” she thought, as he slipped his hands behind his head with a sensuous grin on his face. This was her cue to pour some oil across his chest. As she did this, he squirmed a little because it was cool against his heated skin. She then rub in a circular motion across his chest, moving over his hardened nipples, rolling her fingers around, pulling gently, then smoothing her palm over them feeling them rigid against her palms.
Fredericka continued to pour more oil around his ripped stomach area. His muscles contract by the contact of the oil and her hands on his skin. Her hands moved around in circular motions, making her way across his stomach, down his hips, along the top of his thighs, the outer edges, down past his knees to his shins. She knew she had him
where she wanted him when she worked her way back up to his thighs - ultimately to his pulsating dick.
She smiled as she trickling some oil around the base of his dick, massaging it around the base, and working her way up the length of it. Her finger tips lightly feathering over the head, taking a little precum, and mixing it with the oils. She then moved her hands up and down his throbbing hard dick, stroking it lightly but firmly. Pushing his dick back, her hands made their way to his balls and her thumbs firmly massage them. His dick was getting harder, so warm, and smooth to the touch.
Suddenly he responded, “Wait a minute baby…please let me get up and show you something.”
He stood up as he grabbed her hand and stood her up too. He was now standing just to the side, behind her when she stopped, and begins to look around the room. Moving up behind her, he bends down kissing the back of her neck and then put a blindfold over her eyes.
As his lips moved across the back of her neck, he wrapped his arms around her waist. Just as she started to ask why he moved quickly to cover her eyes with a blue, silk scarf and before she could move her hands up to her face to remove the cover, he firmly grabbed her hands holding onto them.
“ Just relax baby, tonight you’re mine,” he whispered in her ear and loosen his grip to see that she was not going to try to do anything. He started moving his hands up and down her smooth arms, feeling little goose bumps rise to his cool touch on her warm arm. He reached back in front of her and untied the knot that was loosely holding her short robe around her.
It falls open and his hands wandered inside, going up and softly cupping her full breasts in his hands. His lips brushed against her earlobe as he sucked it into his mouth just as his fingertips brush her nipples, which harden to his touch.
He looked into her eyes, as he said in a low voice, “Turn around so you are standing in front of me and remove that robe so you are naked.”
