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  “Hello,” my mother’s sweet, angelic voice sang through the line.

  “Hey ma.”

  “Hey baby, what’s up?”

  “Nothing ma, I need your help.”

  “Is that the only time you call me?” she asked.

  “Ma, you know I be busy trying to work hard so you don’t have to. If you would just move to Miami then we wouldn’t have to worry about not talking to each other.”

  “Now you know I’m too country to be living in Florida.”

  “Ma, I need you.”

  “Talk to me baby.”

  “I need you to help me with Kandi.”

  “You mean that thot you got pregnant?”

  “Ma, stop calling her a thot.”

  “Hell, that’s what she is. I would have rather you gotten Lisa pregnant instead. What’s wrong with your little thot?”

  “She’s in the hospital with low blood pressure. She’s going to be on bed rest and I need you to come look out for her, for me for just a few weeks until I fix shit with Lisa.”

  “Boy I tell you, you niggas ain’t shit. How you fuck up something so good with someone so perfect for you?”

  “It wasn’t my fault.”

  “Hmm, if ya ass wasn’t being so damn stubborn, you wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. Hell, I don’t know what you had against the girl stripping. I had to walk the track a few times to put clothes on your back!”

  “Ma, I ain’t tryna hear that shit man.”

  “Oh, that’s how they talk to their mamas in Florida?”

  “No ma, my bad, but chill out on all that reckless talking.”

  “It’s the truth! This is a dog-eat-dog world. You have to get it off the muscle. If anyone knew about hustling, I would expect it to be you. Hell, if the girl had to shake her ass to keep a roof over her head, then who the fuck are you to judge? Nobody don’t say shit about you and what you do,” my mama snapped.

  “Chill Terri, we past that.”

  “Terri? Nigga have you lost your damn mind?”

  “Ma, I’m fucking with you,” I laughed.

  “So when you gon’ book this damn flight?”

  “I’m booking it now for tomorrow morning. Thanks mama, I love you.”

  “Mmm, I ain’t doing it for you. I’m doing it for my grandbaby, plus I need to come slap the fuck out of Amber, that’s the real reason I’m coming.”

  I had to laugh at my moms. She was a real fool. She had me when she was fourteen therefore she wasn’t that much older than me. My mama and Amber have been beefing ever since she tried to keep RJ away from me. My mother promised her an ass whooping and I wasn’t going to stop her from handing it to her ass.

  Getting up, I walked into the room where Kandi was being held overnight. The sound of my little soldier’s heartbeat filled the room, causing a smile to spread across my face. I wasn’t around to experience this with my other kids, so it all was a learning experience for me.

  “Hey,” Kandi faintly said.

  “What’s up, how you feeling?”

  “I have a bad headache but I’ll live. It’s a boy.”

  “I heard, you think of any names yet?”

  “No, did you want to name him?” she asked.

  “Yeah, I got my lil man.”

  “He kicked, you want to feel it?”

  “Yeah,” I said walking over to her.

  She grabbed my hand and placed it over her round belly. Moving it around she found the spot where the baby was and held it there. A few minutes later I felt a nice strong kick.

  “Sup little man? You gon’ be a little soccer player, huh?” I said with a smile on my face.

  “This is how it’s supposed to be, me you and our baby,” Kandi said with tears in her eyes.

  “Shhhh, you gon’ stress my baby,” I replied rubbing her belly.

  “Can you stay with us until we’re released?”

  I wanted to scream hell no, but I didn’t want to add any stress on her. I needed her as healthy as possible so that she could deliver my son with no complications.

  “Okay,” I replied, texting Lisa and letting her know that I would be coming in a little bit later.

  I just hoped and prayed that this wasn’t going to end our relationship. I wanted to do right by all of my baby mamas but I didn’t want to lose my relationship with Lisa. That girl was my heart and if she left, a nigga was gonna be real fucked up in the head.

  The next morning I woke up to get Kandi some breakfast. After she was settled, I went straight to the airport to go pick up my mother. While waiting for my mom’s plane to arrive, I called Lisa back to back and got no response. I was about to call Lala until they announced on the speaker that my mother’s flight had just arrived.

  I waved my hands trying to flag my mother down once I saw her walk out the gate. She was looking real cute in her white summer dress. Her hair was cut in one of those short cuts, making her look like she was in her twenties. My mother reminded me of Wendy Raquel Robinson from the game and she had the personality to match. My mom was an all-time goon. She would slit your throat, then turn around and ask you what happened.

  “Look at you boy, looking all grown and handsome,” my mother said, wrapping her arms around my waist. Giving her a hug and a kiss, I grabbed her bags and placed them in the back of my truck.

  “This you?” ma asked, admiring my Escalade truck.

  “All me, baby,” I replied helping her get in the car.

  “Okay, I see you,” she said. “Where this little heifer at?”

  “What heifer?”

  “The one you brought me all the way down here to look after.”

  “She’s in the hospital. She’s supposed to get released later on tonight.”

  “Well take me to the grocery store so I can get dinner started. You look like you haven’t eaten a good home-cooked meal in days.”

  I took my mother to the meat market in Little Haiti and she bought months’ worth of meat. Afterwards I took her to Walmart so that she could get a few things she needed. When we were done, I brought her back to the house I bought Kandi and our son.

  “Mm, you did nice,” my mom said walking around the house.

  “I bought it, she decorated it.”

  “Well I guess that heifer got some type of taste,” she said walking around the three-bedroom, two-bathroom family home.

  “Well let me get started on dinner so you could take me to go see Lisa,” she said walking into the kitchen.

  Grabbing a bottle of water from out of the refrigerator, I took a seat on the love seat and turned the TV on. Lisa was heavy on my mind so I decided to send her a text.

  Me: I brought someone to come see you.

  Lisa: Who?

  Me: It’s a surprise; you home?

  Lisa: Yes.

  Me: Why you ain’t been answering my calls?

  Lisa: I was giving you space so that you could cater to your baby mama.

  Me: It ain’t even like that.

  Lisa: Mm I see you when I see you, I’m about to go jump in the shower. Bye.

  Damn, I ain’t like how shit was going between us. I had to find a way to fix things and fix them quick. Taking a whiff of my mother’s cooking, my stomach started doing flips. I got up and walked in the kitchen and watched as my mother placed a cake in the oven.

  “Damn ma, you doing your thing in here,” I said rubbing my stomach. “I’m about to roll up and fuck this food up.”

  “What kind of weed you got?”

  “Straight pressure.”

  “That’s what I’m talking about; roll me one, too.”

  I sat at the marble-top island and began breaking down the weed. After grinding it, I rolled four blunts. I passed my mom two and I kept the other two.

  “Ma, I’m about to go smoke on the porch.”

  “Hold on, I’m coming with you,” she said checking the heat under the food.

  We took a seat under the
umbrella patio set, puffing on our blunts, engaged in our own thoughts.

  “I don’t know what I’m gon’ do ma,” I said taking a long pull.

  “You love her?”

  “I put a ring on it.”

  “You see how you do me? I ain’t even know all that. Remind me to fuck you up,” she said blowing smoke out her nose.

  “My fault ma, but yeah, I love her crazy ass.”

  “I never heard you fix your mouth and say no shit like this about no female.”

  “Yeah, that’s that bae, even though she on some extra shit right now.”

  “Can you blame her?”

  “No, but I mean damn, she knew what she was getting into.”

  “She knew you had two baby mamas, not three.”

  “True, but she took the ring.”

  “Just give her some time. It ain’t easy dealing with niggas and their bitches’ shit. I was about to kill your daddy’s ass. You know he asking about you?”

  “Man, fuck that nigga. He gets no juice around here.”

  “That’s still your father,” she said finishing up her blunt, throwing the roach in the ashtray.

  “I don’t give a fuck. He wasn’t rocking with us so I ain’t got shit to say to him.”

  “I know,” she said firing up the second blunt. “I want you to see about your little brother though. He rolling with the wrong crowd.

  “He still staying with that nigga?” I asked referring to our father.

  “Yeah.”

  “Well send him to me, I’ll look after him. As for that fuck nigga, I don’t want to hear nothing about him, end of discussion.”

  The nigga that claimed to be my father wasn’t shit. He accused my mother of sleeping with his best friend saying that I wasn’t his because I was dark skinned. When my little brother Cole was born, my father came back to see if he looked anything like him. Because Cole was light skinned with grey eyes, he knew that was his son. He took Cole away with him, leaving us to struggle. Although my mother proved he was my father that still didn’t make him change his mind. It was fuck me, so now it’s fuck him!

  “Ma, fix me a plate of food, please. A nigga got the munchies,” I said walking inside the house.

  My mother piled my plate up with ribs, potato salad, baked macaroni and cheese, collard green with smoked pigtails, and honey corn bread. A nigga was looking at that plate of food like it was one of those bad bitches working in Magic City. I quickly scarfed the food down then went for seconds.

  “Uh uh, that stripper must not be feeding you,” my mama laughed as she watched me clean my second plate of food.

  “Ma, chill,” I said in between bites.

  “I’m just saying a man can’t survive off of a fat ass; he gotta eat, too.”

  “She knows how to cook. What I look like wifing a bitch that can’t burn.

  WHAM!

  “What I tell you about that damn mouth,” my mother said slapping me upside my head.

  “Let me get a slice of that cake.”

  “Nuh uh, this is for my future daughter-in-law,” she said wrapping aluminum foil around a plate of food.

  “You ready?” I asked her grabbing my keys.

  “Let me go wash the smell of this food off of my skin; give me a few.”

  Rolling my eyes, I grabbed the pre-rolled blunt from behind my ear and went outside to spark it up.

  Chapter 11

  Lisa

  Fresh out the shower, I oiled my body down with some Bobbi Brown Beach body oil. Walking around naked, I allowed the cool air to kiss my skin. I was in the kitchen making me a sub when I heard Ralph come in. We weren’t on the best of terms so he had another thing coming if he thought he was going to get some of this ass.

  “Damn Ralph, I see why you going crazy. Little mama got a fat ass on her!” a woman’s voice said.

  Turning around I came face to face with Ralph’s mom. I was so embarrassed. If I would have known that she was the surprise, I would have put some damn clothes on.

  “Hey Ms. Terri,” I greeted her, crossing my arms around my chest.

  “What I tell you about calling me Ms. Terri? Chy, it’s mama! What you hiding them titties for, girl, they sitting up pretty,” she said causing me to laugh. “You can gon’ and put that sandwich up. I brought you some real food,” she said placing a plate of food and cake on the counter.

  “Thank you. I’m going to go change, I will be right back,” I said quickly walking out the kitchen.

  “Damn, it must be jelly ‘cause jam don’t shake,” Ralph’s mom said laughing. That lady was a trip and a journey.

  I was in the room searching through the drawers for something to wear when I heard the door open and close. Rolling my eyes, I pulled out a black bra and panty set, some shorts and a tank top.

  “You might as well stay like that,” Ralph said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

  “Can you move from around me please?”

  “Why you beefin’ with me bae?” he asked licking my neck.

  “I just don’t feel like being bothered by you at the moment. Can a bitch get fifty feet? Damn!”

  “I’m getting tired of that attitude man.”

  “You don’t have to deal with it, there’s the door,” I said slipping into my panties, making my ass shake on purpose.

  Ralph tore my panties off me, lifting me off my feet then throwing me on the bed. He got on top of me, forcefully spread my legs open and bit down hard on my clit.

  “Ahhhhhhh,” I howled as he began to chew on my clit as if it were a stick of gum.

  He then began teasing me by licking around my pussy. He blew his breath on my clit causing it to jump to attention. He latched his full lips around it and began sucking. I began rotating my hips, getting in the groove until he stopped. He went back to licking around my pussy. I was sweating in anticipation. My orgasm was like a crack pipe and I needed my hit quick. Frustrated, I wrapped my legs tightly around his neck and held him in place. Slightly lifting my hips off the bed, I began fucking his face, slapping my pussy all in his mouth.

  When I felt myself about to cum, I wrapped my legs tighter around his neck to avoid him escaping. I didn’t give a fuck if I was suffocating his ass. The only thing that was on my mind was getting mine. He opened his mouth wide and sucked on my pussy until it began crying out to him. Sucking up all my juice, he bit down on my thigh and sucked on it until he left his mark.

  I was about to get up and clean myself off, until I was roughly pushed back on the bed. Flipping me on my stomach, he made sure my ass was tooted up and I was face down. Using his hand, he pushed my back in and roughly pierced his dick in me. His dick was so far up in me that I could have coughed it out.

  Smacking my ass, he fucked me senseless. I wanted to moan, scream, and shout but I was on mute. It was as if he knocked my voice box out of my neck.

  “Talk that shit now,” he said drilling me.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  Were the only sounds that could be heard as he smacked my ass while hitting me with them long, deep strokes.

  “Ahhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” I yelled out as my pussy sprayed it’s nectar everywhere.

  Tossing me on my sides, he opened my legs until they formed the letter “L” then re-entered me. He slammed his dick in and out of me, making his balls slap my clit each time. Before you knew it, I was having another toe-curling orgasm and he was cumming right behind me.

  His sweaty body collapsed on top of mine as he tried to catch his breath.

  “Ewe Ralph, get off of me!”

  “We good now?” he asked rolling over with me positioned on top of him.

  “Mm, I guess.”

  “You guess?” he asked slipping his dick back inside of me.

  “UHHHHHHH...MMMMM... YESSS!” I moaned rocking back and forth on his wood while he played with my clit.

  A stream of cum poured out of me as I came again, ruining the fresh linen I had just dre
ssed the bed with. Ralph held me by my waist and started to rapidly pump in and out of me until he was filling me up with John, Kate, Sasha, Ashley, Mary, Mike and Sue. Too bad none of them stood a chance due to the fact that I was righteously taking my birth control pills every morning.

  Toppling down on his chest, we just laid there in silence. Our heartbeats were in sync as they pumped to the same tune. I felt Ralph’s love radiating off of him and on to me, washing away any doubt I had of us being together.

  Our moment was short lived when his mother started beating on the door.

  “While y’all in there fucking and sucking, I’m out here lonely as fuck. Unless y’all got a lil’ daddy coming by for me to lie up with, then I expect y’all horny asses to get from up under each other and come entertain me. Hell, I am y’all guest!”

  “Ma, get away from the door,” Ralph yelled out.

  “Boy please! Bring your ass on, damn!” she said before we heard her walk away.

  Ralph got up and carried me to the bathroom. Lathering my loofah, he washed me from head to toe then rinsed me off. He then lift me of the tub, dried me off and rubbed my body down with some more oil. Once he was done, he fetched me a new pair of panties and slipped them over my ass. Hooking my bra on, he pulled a dress over my head then smacked me on the ass.

  “Damn I love how those long dresses look on you,” he said pecking me on the lips.

  After we were dressed, we walked out the room hand in hand to find Ralph’s mom out back smoking a joint.

  “Ralph, you ain’t tell me your mama smoked.”

  “There’s a lot of stuff you don’t know about mama,” he laughed leading me outside.

  “Look who finally decided to show face,” she said passing me the blunt. Taking a few pulls, I offered it to Ralph who declined.

  “Sorry about that,” I shyly replied.

  “What you sorry for, baby? You grown! Ain’t nothing wrong with getting bent over, okay?” she replied laughing

  “Ma, chill man, damn,” Ralph said irritated.

  “What? She’s glowing, that mean you must have knocked it out the box,” she laughed.

  Ralph’s phone began to ring. Looking down at it, he ignored the call then placed it back in his pockets.