Articles posted in January 2009

 
When the door slammed I exhaled and cried a good cry….. “NAC!!! NAC!!! NAC!!!!” yelled Hannah. What girl? What is it? Hannah screaming brought me back to reality. “Your ass was moaning, crying, or something in your sleep. What the fuck were you dreaming about?” Oh, damn. Girl some shit I don’t ever want to think about again. Where are we Jeff? How long do we have before we reach our car?  “We almost there Nac, the car is at the end of Whitehorse Road right before you get on 85.” Good because I need to stretch my legs; I’m just tense all over. No sooner that I said that we were pulling into the Citgo station. Jeff reached in his pocket and handed me the keys to the car. I passed the keys to Hannah, so Jeff and I can talk for a minute. “Look Nac, talk to your ...

 
In my neighborhood, being black and growin up poor went hand in hand.
With an absent father, and a part time mother who was a fulltime
prostitute, turning to the streetz seemed like the only option to make it
out the hood. I learned at an early age that on my block, the drug
dealerz, pimpz, and hustlerz were looked up to; while the
dopefiendz, hoez, and have notz were looked down on. It was the late 80z,
the hoe business was boomin and the drug of choice was cocaine injected
into the vein by way of a syringe. The early 90z brought about a drastic
change after a cat from Cali introduced the world to a new form of
cocaine called crack, which had started an epidemic and was at a wide
spread in damn near every inner city in America. Prostetic pimps profitz
declined while hoez from stroll to stroll began to jump ship and work to
support their habit, my mother ...

as I watch the body hit the floor, I felt myself go numb...dis shit ain't happening was all I could think. I just stood in amazement. What I can say though in spite of everything that just played out...after the bullet hit, Jaz managed to let out a smurk...one of those I'm relieved smurked, maybe she could be at peace for that blink of a moment, but I couldn't! My thoughts were quickly cut off by a screaming Trina "OH MY FUCKING GAWD! WHAT DA FUCK!...OH MY GAWD, OH MY GAWD!" All eyes where now on Kyree...dis nigga had just laid out Rahim and it wasn't no telling who was next! I spoke to soon...within seconds of Rahim's body hitting the floor, Kyree soon followed, slumping over still clutching the burner. Again I was stuck...stuck on the fact that my man kyree just took my man Rahim the fuck up outta here! Breaking me out of my conscience somber..."Rareem, get dat guunnn... ...

 
The slow cab ride home brought Cola back to a harsh reality as her mind
traveled a million milez per hour. Feelin more like the young careless
stripper she used to be rather than the mature registered nurse she had
become, Cola questioned every decision she had made last night as the
different chain of events replayed in her head. How could I let 2 niggas
fuck me last night? she thought to herself. Still slightly feeling the
effect of the drugz she had consumed, she realized that she wasn't who
she thought she was and deep down she was the same freak nasty bitch,
but it just took the drugz to bring it out of her. After convincing
herself the coke will be out her system in 3 dayz and the only time she
probably ever see M.Money again will be on B.E.T, she laid her hair
back on the seat, closed her eyez and tried to ease her mind.
 
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After getting the keyz from valet, Raynel positioned herself comfortably in the bentley seat,adjusted the volume and was on her way home to get the ultimate dick down, or so she thought. Mind so consumed with the thought of Rickyz chocolate muscular armz pinning her legz up by her head, and grinding his long thick penis deep inside her womb, she didn't even notice the dark green cutlass following at a 3 car distance behind her. Just the thought of the perfectly sculpted abz, smooth chocolate defined chest and the body builder built bankroll that Ricky was bless with made Raynel gush at the pussy and ambulance(drive fast as hell...lol) it to the mansion in the gated community where she rested her head. Rushin to get home but Stoppin at a gas station to grab a smart water, she hopped out and ran inside payin no attention to the cutlass that pulled in the parkin lot right ...

Ryan
            It took all of five seconds for Phoenix to faint from inhaling the chemical toxin that Ryan covered her mouth and nose with. During his months of preparation Ryan had been researching and reading various articles and books about household poisons. He learned that there are many products people use everyday that contain lethal solutions. Once Phoenix slumped in his arms Ryan threw her over his shoulders and put her in the passenger seat of the caprice. He then bust the windows of her car and shop out before getting back in the car and pulling off. On his way to Jersey he kept looking over at Phoenix. “I hate you bitch, because of you I can’t have my fairytale ending with my prince charming. But that’s all about to change cause you’ve just fell out of a dream and landed in a motha ...

as Rahim unbuckle his pants, I couldn't help but look at the expression on Jaz's face...she was leaking blood and tears and in spite of it all, she managed to show disgust. " A yo fam...why don't chu chill homie? Dis shit ain't even right cannon...i mean..." was all i managed to get out before cut off by Rah..."YOU MEAN WHAT? WHAT PUSSY? YOU MEAN YOU MEAN YOU TAKING UP FOR DIS CHEATIN' ASS BITCH OR YOU MEAN YOU WANNA BE NEXT AFTER SHE GET DIS PIPEWORK?" He roared. "I mean we aint..." "OHHH ARRRRRRRRR!" immediately my pleas were cut off by a screaming Jaz..." TAKE DAT SHIT LIKE A FAGGOT! IMA FAGGOT HUH? SAY FAGGOT! SAY FAGGOT U CHEATING BITCH!" Rah shot. With each "FAGGOT", Rah plunged deep into JAZ's blood leaking asshole..."BWAHH HAA HAA, AHHH HAA HA!" Trina quipped as she laughed obnoxiously...Jaz's body looking ...

 
My pager beeping on the table brought me out of my zone, because it was my house number displayed across the screen……. Shit, what the fuck I’m gonna do now. My husband probably wants to know why my ass aint at home. Damn I figured his ass would have been sleep by now; its going on 3 in the morning plus he got to be at work at 8. Right then I made up my mind that I was gonna deal with his ass whenever I got home. I was out with Jeff and I wasn’t gonna let anyone ruin it for me, not even my husband. Once I re-focused my attention, Jeff was staring at me with those big puppy dog eyes. He was probably wondering why my mind was a million miles away. I wanted to tell him the truth right then, but I couldn’t. He just seemed like the type man that wouldn’t be willing to share like that. So my truth was ...

It had been a couple of weeks since Sydney had almost lost the baby. She had gone back to work in an attempt to forget about Michael and what transpired in her house. She had no clue about Michael and his obsession with her because she had not heard from him since she told him to get out. Mocca had moved in temporarily to help Sydney get back on her feet and to make sure that trifling Michael didn't show his face again.
Sydney was still so deeply hurt by Michael, that it was still a day to day struggle just to get out of bed, but she had to for the sake of her child. "Hey girl, how are you feeling?" Mocca said walking into her office. "Girl you know this is hard for me, I'm trying, but I can't get that image out of my head. We have gotten rid of the sheets and the mattresses, the bedroom suit and even all of the towels in my bathroom, and I still smell sex. I know its ...

I recently had sex with my boyfriend and I had the best orgasm ever. When I say the best orgasm ever I had one so good it felt like I wet myself. I know it sounds weird but it was like it poured out of me. I had already orgasmed 3 times prior to this one but damn I was worn out after that one. Has anyone ever had this happen to them because it was weird as hell to me? I am going to keep this man locked away anyway because of what he does to my body but now I think I am going to throw away the key.