“What the heck!” I said, walking home, and with tears falling, that shit hurt deeply. I wanted to call Greg, but it was such a long time ago. “crying over pussy is what he would say.” Dang it, Len! I thought to myself. It was still too early to go home, but I was upset. Why did I skip school I needed to be in class learning the material for my finals. Girls were nothing but trouble, and I needed to just keep to myself and my studies. I took off in a quick sprint to calm myself down and ended up home luckily. Dad's car wasn't there.

  I walked up the stairs to my room, but I stopped when I heard moaning. I knocked on my own door, and Kelly answered. “What's going on in here?” was she having sex with somebody in my room? I walked in, and she shut the door and continued her movie. I sat in my bed and watched porn. But this porn wasn’t like the porn I watched; it was crazy. Rough and fast, it looked painful. I got hard from watching it. The man pulled the Ladies' hair. And thrust into her Vagina roughly. She looked like she wanted to cry, but she moaned. This made me feel some type of way inside the len drama erased itself out of my head. Her moans made my body tingle. I couldn't help but get hard instantly.

Kelly looked over at me and smiled. “Let me do it Tae,” she said, unbuttoning my pants. I let her drop my pants to my ankle. Wait!” I stopped her, “should we be doing this?” I asked her. “Nobody's home,” she said, grabbing my oil. “Okay,” the moans of the movie filled the air, and It was hard for me to say no. “How old are you now, Donte?” She asked, “18 next month,” I told her. “Good,” she said. “You ever had sex Tae,” she asked; I told her no. the whole time, she kept eye contact with me speaking in a really soft voice. “Lay down,” she told me. I laid on my back, and she straddled me. That day I lost my virginity to my step 32-year-old step-sister. We fucked 60 more times before getting caught. We aren't blooded; that’s my dad’s kids, and the truth is told, I don’t even know if that nigga is my real father. It wasn’t on no weird shit either; we just fucked in private, and she taught me a lot of shit, and changed up my whole attitude towards bitches.

.................................................................................................................................................................................................................2 Years later…

I rolled over to stop my alarm. It was time for shawty to get out of my house. “Aye, it's time to go,” I told her. She snored loudly and didn’t wake up. “GET THE FUCK OUT,” I yelled, pushing her out of the bed. She woke up confused with dried drool on her face. “Get out my shit!” I told her. “Fuck you!” She snapped, grabbing her stuff. “Leave the money on the table,” I told her. “Fuck you fuck boi,” she snapped. “Yo, you just did, ma,” I told her as she slammed the door. “If the product is good, sell it,” I said to myself. I give everyone 4 hours at my house then they got to go, I usually have them pay upfront, but She was so beautiful and thick I gave her a free sample, she was begging for more but time was up. The way she was dancing at the club, I had to see her on my dick. Turns out, she couldn't even fuck. I sparked up my blunt and hit it a couple of times. I rated it and put it out.

I got up to take a shower. Had 43 text message chicks asking for another ride. I disabled calling on my phone if you need me you must text  They know I’m single, I tell em upfront. I don't want any type of relationship, Not even friends. We fuck you leave Simple, but they always catch feelings. They still think they can make me settle down. I have had sex with 300+ women, and 95% thought they could change me. But 4 hours is all you get. I had to check the block. One thing I can't stand is crackheads. I don't sell crack; I sell weed that I grow. I don't add anything to it. I keep it natural whatever seeds are made; it is how it stays. All the other niggas on the block sell coke or crack and pills. Not me, I don't even smoke weed unless I'm testing my product, or I had some bad pussy. I made my way to the block to check on things. I enjoy riding around my hood. When I arrived, I dapped my homie up and checked on the status of everything.“Yo Tae lights out!” One of my workers yelled. I didn't have anything on me. I didn't have any reason to worry. The car sped up and turned on its lights. Policy enforcers always doing the most.

She stepped out of the car and pointed her gun at me telling me to get on the ground. Some stupid illegal shit! I looked up all my workers ran except Mike. “Is that Deja?” he asked. “Yeah,” I told him. Deja is what I would call a supersaver ho she is always in somebody's face about something. If you accidentally call the cops, she will pull up and question you just to make sure you're okay. She will come for any complaint you think you saw something or heard something here she comes.  “She fine,” he yelled. “She crazy, bro,” I explained. Honestly, I didn’t see the appeal she was muscular with an attitude Super dark chocolate, and mean as hell she is always throwing me against a car or slamming me on the ground. Don’t get me wrong; I love all women, but she was sour. He stood there, watching the situation “Donte mocker, you are under arrest,” she said, reading my rights and pulling me into her car. It was late as hell no way she was on duty. Mike ran up to her. “don’t be handling my dawg like that,” he yelled. “aye need me to call your lawyer,” he asked. “Step back,” she told Mike grabbing her gun. “Nah, it's cool,” I said as she forced me into the car.  Mike was somebody In college we just thought alike Like business-wise, and that’s my dawg to this day. I didn't want him in no trouble.

I figure she was going to do what she always did make a scene, then drive me around and talk to me like my momma, then drop me off in the middle of nowhere and leave. Can't be legal, but it's whatever I just call mike, and he takes me home, and that’s it. Not tonight She pulled into an alley with damn near no lights. The houses were boarded up. She turned off her beams and the car. She stepped out and walked over to my door. What the fuck she was going to kill me or something. “Mr. Mocker, I heard you were still selling on my streets,” she said, hovering over me with the ugliest face. “Yeah, man! You know that I am Deja,” I snapped at her. What was she going to do, whoop me? She got quiet then smacked the shit out of me! I blinked my eye but held a poker face. I wasn’t ready for that shit! “Yeah, don't talk back!” She said sternly. “Now, I can't have you making me look like a fool.” She said. Getting in my face. “I could arrest you, and they will throw you under the jail.” Lights flickered, and a pale male policy enforcer got out of his cruiser and flashed a light into my face. Yup, I was going to die tonight, two cops near abandoned houses sound like murder.  “we got a problem?” He asked. “Nope, “ she said quickly, slapping me again. “Where's rayes,” she asked him. “Oh, she is on her way; you radioed for her, right?” He asked. She nodded her head. “Yeah, okay, if you have any problems, radio me!” He flashed his light on me again, then he got into his car. No way was this dumb shit legal. “Just make sure you weren’t followed.” She whispered.

“Nobody is around,” he said, scanning the area. “I could kill your ass just another drug dealer off the streets,” he said while leaving. The handcuffs were hurting, my face stung because of the constant slaps. I was just about to speak because it was cold as hell, but a car pulled up right after the other vehicle left. Out stepped this beautiful Latina with burgundy hair. Damn! She was sexy. She was thick as fuck! Her clothes were having a hard time hiding that curvy ass body. “Hi Mami,” “what's up,” she said, walking over to Deja. She was wearing rubber gloves, I figured they were going to do a cavity search or some dumb shit. Rayes looked me in my eyes with a smile, “what did he do?” she asked. “We got another drug dealer,” Deja snapped. “Aye Mami, I can't stand these murderers.” She snapped. The smile she had faded. “I caught Miguel doing drugs and cheating on me last night,” she snapped. They did some type of scornful women look, and they targeted me. The niggas ain't shit face.

“So, you like selling drugs to people helping them fuck up their lives?” she said, snapping! “Can I Deja?” she asked Deja. Deja smirked. “Go ahead.” The Latina chick pulled out a Taser and pushed it into my back. “fuck you types,” she yelled as she shot me. Yes, I was going to die tonight end of my story. The waves flew through my body, causing instant pain but also making my dick hard. “Do it again; he didn't feel it,” Deja snapped. Rayes shocked me again this time, choking me. I held my ground, but I felt soreness in that spot. The handcuffs made a stronger current. I didn't say a word; I kept my eyes trained on them both. “No noise, huh, you tough, huh?” She snapped. I held my composure as she was about to do it again. They were about to kill me tonight; it is what it is, I guess. “Beat him!” Deja snapped. Both women beat me with their batons. This time bruising me and making blood ooze out my mouth. I bet yall think he deserves it, huh? But donte has never done anybody wrong, so this isn’t karma.

 “Take out his gold teeth, trying to look cool and shit.” “I know damn well, his teeth are rotten underneath.” “Them bitches might not be real!” Deja said, laughing extra hard. I closed my mouth, but they forced it open. My teeth were worth a shiny penny.  I paid extra for the shape and fangs when they pulled them out; they saw my pearly whites. I took excellent care of my body; I ate right and everything.

“Well, damn!” Deja said, impressed. “Bet he has jail tattoos he probably gave that ass up with his beautiful ass” “he too clean,” she snapped. “Take off his damn clothes!”  “So you top or bottom?” the Latina chuckled. This Latina was very pissed and vindictive. Like damn, I hate men was clearly written on her face. It was cold as fuck, and I was sitting outside naked as hell in my briefs. Not a tattoo in sight, they looked at each other angry because they were mad. Man, I took good care of myself. So, I know I look good. “Bet he got a small dick, huh pa pi?” she snapped again.  Deja looked at her like she lost her mind. “This is too far, Juanita,” she said, shaking her head. “Well, I want to know,” she said, pulling on my briefs. And a whole lotta dick popped out. The Latina's eyes popped out of her head. “Damn it!” “Juanita, what the hell!” Deja said, looking at her. “It is not small at All,” Juanita snarled. “Thank you,” I said, laughing. “Did I ask you to speak?” Deja snapped, punching me in the gut Nita came close to me about to grab me I flinched.

 “Nita, what are you doing?” Deja asked. “I need this yel Miguel took everything my money my jewels He stole from me and cheated on me.” “He lied to me!” She said, crying. “All the evidence I took from work he smoked, he didn’t sell it as he promised.” “What the fuck are you talking about?” Deja asked, “never mind, let's just do this quickly!” Deja said, looking at Nita strangely. “Fine,” Nita replied  But do what you must do quickly!” “I got your back,” Deja said. “How long can you last?” She asked me. I didn't know if I should answer their hits were adding up to be painful. This had to be a trick question with a bullet behind it, I didn’t want my moneymaker cut off. “How long can you last, Papi?” She asked again, softening her tone. Something about a soft-voiced woman: smack! “Answer her,” Deja snapped, slapping the fuck out of my back, making my ears ring. If voices could kill Deja, sound and energy would kill off all plant life.

“Well, fuck!” I said irritated, “shut up or speak.” “sit or stand play fetch” I don't know what yall want,” I said pissed. “Oh, I'm sorry, Papi,” she said, softening her voice again. “My name is Juanita, and this is Deja” “I know you heard of her.” “You seem clean enough to fuck.” She said. Me and Deja's eyes got big at “what?” she said all these questions Nita was asking were Whaever until that one. Did she want to fuck me?

“whoa, what?” I asked her. “Fuck!”Nita repeated. “I'm going to fuck you,” she said. “Can you take off my handcuffs?” I asked, “Nope, you're going to sit here while I take what I need.” “You're already naked and shrinking by the second.” She said.