The Crossover, pt. 7

Chapter 7, fucking for fun or is it called hoe-ing, for real?

Pinkey stood there in the livingroom blankly staring at Savoy. He called out her name twice before she answered him. She motioned towards him while licking her painted lips. When she stopped directly in front of him, she asked him seductively was he ready for what she was offering. Savoy daringly unbuckled his pants, pulled down his zipper, and pulled his dick out.  He said does this answer your answer question. Pinkey almost fainted. His dick is huge. She thought to herself that it t is wider than Marcus' member is. She dropped to her knees in the prayer position. She could not wait to get his dick in her mouth. She had to swallow, because she had so much saliva accumulating in her mouth from her anticipation. Savoy moved forward and roughly slapped her with his dick. He was not gentle. He told her to open up and suck it. She did not deny him, his request. Savoy slipped on a condom. She stuck her tongue out and begun licking up and down his pole like a lollipop. Lil Wayne’s song hit home at that moment. Savoy said again, suck it don’t lick it. She spat on his condom-covered pole and went to work. She took it in; his head was in her throat. Savoy held her head as he tried to push himself further into her mouth. Pinkey was enjoying it anymore. Her mouth stretched beyond capacity. She tried pushing him back, but he was too overpowering. He aggressively pulled her head back, while he looked down at her menacingly. He told her to stop resisting you know you like it. Pinkey shook her head, saying no. This made Savoy laugh aloud. He was ready to fuck. He planned to imagine that she was Coca with that sweet pussy of hers. He dips it into her mouth once more, which causes Pinkey to gag. He pulled out and letting her go at the same time, which caused Pinkey to fall back landing on the uncarpeted floor; all the while coughing with tears streaming down her face. He softens slightly as he walks up to her attempting to wipe away her tears. She flinches and draws back this pisses Savoy off. She is no longer comfortable or a willing participates. She attempted to get up. She looked at Savoy with disgust. He passively asked her where she thought she was going. Pinkey answered home and regretted no driving her own vehicle. Savoy says to her I am not ready for you to leave yet, bitch! He smiles at her, falsely apologizing about being so rough and forceful. He continued I want to fuck you. Pinkey wanted to say aloud… HELL NO! However, his total character changed in minutes. She came over here with a course of action. She needed to follow through so she could get closer to her target. Savoy helped her up off the rug. He led her to the bedroom. Pinkey felt a little better seeing there is a king size mattress, a TV, a stereo, which he cuts on, and a window with some decent curtains. He must entertain here often, she thought to herself. She could not see outside something was obstructing the view. Savoy turned on some Baltimore club music. He then turned to her, and told her “dance for me” – now strip. From the look in his eyes, she knew not to test him or delay his request. She started moving slowly at first. He told her to pick up the pace. She increased her speed and her movements. In her mind, her thoughts took her back to the block. She opened her top, exposing her bra. She then kicked off her shoes, this made it easier for her to move as well as flip. Savoy was getting excited. He still had thoughts of Coca though. He did not know where her eyes wandered off to and it did not matter. Her show was on point. He switched up the music ten minutes later to something slower and her movements slowed down with it. She was almost completely nude. Savoy took off his top exposing his bare chest and tattoos. He is covered in ink, so much more than Marcus was. Pinkey licked her lips. She could not help it. She enjoyed what she saw. Her mind was back in the bedroom. She eased forward as Savoy was stepping out of his jeans. His thought about only getting a blowjob was abandoned long ago. He stopped Pinkey in her tracks when he said Coca lay on the bed for me, baby. Pinkey said who the hell Coca is. Is someone else here? Savoy just ignored her and told her to lay down. Pinkey, the hoe that she is, just laid down without any further questions or concerns. She spoiled his moment. All he wanted to do now was bust a nut. He looked at his watch. He had an hour before his crew arrived. Pinkey laid back on the bed, and started playing with herself to get herself aroused and wet for him. She was not dry, but she was not too excited either. Savoy slid on a fresh condom. He told her to move her hand it was in the way. She was about to reach up and touch his chest. He said do not touch me. Pinkey’s hand dropped to the mattress. Savoy entered her roughly and went straight to work. There definitely was not any love or like in what he was doing to her. He stroked her repeatedly. He went in and out without remorse, or concern about her pleasure. He only stopped once to inspect the condom since he was about to nut. He took three short strokes and grunted into her neck. He did not rest. He did not collapse onto her. He immediately pulled out of her and told her to get dressed. He grabbed his belongings as he exited the room. He went into the bathroom to tidy himself up. He did not want to smell like pussy or foul around his crew. She had an odor he refused to have lingering in the house. Pinkey did not cum. She was disappointed. Her pussy was dry and felt abused. She could not wait to get out of there. Savoy snatched a washcloth from the closet, soaped it up, and wiped down his chest, groin, and washed his face erasing any signs that he had recently had sex. He was in the bathroom for a while, but not enough time passed for Pinkey to get totally dressed and attempt to snoop around.

Once he was finished with the bathroom, he reentered the bedroom asking her if she was ready. He had about 25 minutes to spare. He told her to call a cab she had to go he is expecting company. Pinkey wondered if it was Marcus. She knew Marcus had a dark side she hoped it was nothing like Savoy’s split personality. She called checker’s taxi hoping that her wait would not be long. The dispatcher told her it was too late for them to send a taxi to that area they experienced their drivers being robbed by the gang members known to be in the area.  She shared the news with him. He told well you still have to go there should be a hack a block or two up the street. He drives a green Impala tell him I sent you. He walked her to the door and ushered her through. He closed the door behind her. He needed to crack some of the windows. The lower level of the house smelled of sex. He still smelled her and his used condom in the air.

While Savoy was inside tidying up, he stumbled across some African Musk incense. He burned several to mask the odor. Outside Pinkey was sitting on the bottom step debating her next move. It is dark outside and she was not trying to walk up the street alone in this neighborhood. She does not know anyone around here and she is too embarrassed to call her friend after bragging as she did about hooking Savoy. She placed her head on her knees. She heard movement and looked up. At first it looked like some dude until he got closer it than dawned on Pinkey that it was a female approaching her; she stopped her before she hit the first step. Pinkey asked her for a ride. She was desperate for an out. The stud said to her unfortunately I have somewhere to be, in Ray’s mind, she says to herself this must be one of Savoy’s many hoes. This is an opportunity to have one of his girls without him knowing. Ray introduced her, and told Pinkey to wait in the car across the street. She looked around to ensure that she did not see anyone coming. She was 10 minutes early. She hit her key chain and unlocked her doors from the step. She asked the young woman for her name, and she said Pinkey. Ray told her I should not be too long. Pinkey told her do not rush on my behalf. I am very appreciative for the ride. Pinkey knew she did not want to sit in some strange person’s car for an unknown amount of time, on this block, all alone, but beggars could not be fussy – she thought. She got in Ray’s car and slid down as instructed hoping no one saw her. Ray walked into Savoy’s place several minutes later after looking around once more. She still did not see anyone; however, someone saw her offering some random a ride.  

Jay’s aunt Pat was telling her brother about the baby shower once he finished his nap. She also informed him about Marcus. She told him he should come to the baby shower. It would be a wonderful surprise gift to Jay and the baby. Jay’s father was not sure if he wanted to interrupt her shower with his presence. He has been keeping a low profile since his release. He did not tell his sister he has been home for over a month. His nephew Walter came in while he was napping on the recliner. He had to convince his sister and nephew to keep their mouths shout otherwise Jay would have known by now that he is back in town with one phone call. He wanted a fresh start, but the streets were calling him – not as a junkie – as a helper. It was time someone told these kids, there is a better way to get out of the hood besides handcuffs, jail, prison, and / or a body bag. He shared his dream with his sister. She told him then you may want to begin the choir singing with your own daughter. At first, he was offended. He quickly got over it. It was the truth and he has to accept it. Neither Michael nor Pat knows that Jay was on her way out of the game after dealing with Ray’s stupidity.

Detective Cobbs was still snooping. She followed Marcus to his studio. She was impressed with him even more that he was trying to go clean for the sake of his unborn child. She waited a half hour before entering. She needed to have patience. The receptionist at the front desk stopped her. She flashed her credentials, which did not worry the receptionist. The receptionist told her that she still was not getting back there, she did not care who she was. She asked her in an annoyed tone who was she looking for. Detective Cobbs advised her…I am here to speak with Marcus. The receptionist picked up her phone and paged Marcus, asking him to come to the front desk some detective is here to see him. Detective Cobbs became uncomfortable and got upset. She really has no business being there. The receptionist was so tacky and ghetto, plus she gave him the upper hand. If they were doing something illegal, they would stop. Marcus looked at La. They knew who it was. La informed Marcus that she has been following them for a while. The good thing neither he nor La went anywhere hot, they went to Jay’s, the studio, and / or the gym. They assumed that she is getting frustrated with them that would explain this sudden visit. The both laughed as Marcus got up to walk to the front of the studio.

Marcus walked from the back of the studio with a bottle of water in his hand. He asked Detective Cobbs why is she here this of the day does she have other work to do. He continued by stating instead of looking for the person who tried to harm my unborn child and girlfriend you are here in my studio for no reason at all but to harrass us like we are the criminals in this situation. You are here doing nothing. She knew he was right. Detective Cobbs lowered her voice as she spoke, which made Marcus move in a little. She said we may have a lead someone saw a black male in the area during the time of the shooting. Allegedly, he appeared to be briskly walking away from the scene; however, we do not have a description of him. It was too dark. Marcus backed up. The receptionist was frowning at them. She knew a snake when saw one. He asked her, have you informed Jay…this news would make her day. The receptionist was glad he moved back from the detective, and she heard him mention something about Jay. She did not want to appear that she was eavesdropping, which is what she was doing. Detective Cobbs said no after a long pause, I am informing you. Marcus pointed at her and loudly said, but I am not the victim here so stop whatever it is your doing and do your damn job. The receptionist looked at her and began laughing. She could not help it. The detective’s demeanor and dress said this was more than a business visit. Ignoring Detective Cobbs presence, Marcus pulled out his phone and called Jay. She answered on the fourth ring. He apologized for waking her up. She said she has some news about the shooting. Jay quickly sat up. Marcus repeated what he was told; midway through Detective Cobbs left the building fuming. She does not know what he sees in Jay. She is attractive, but in a tomboyish sort of way where as she is feminine, pretty, and has lot to offer any man.

Detective Cobbs was not accustomed to rejection. She remembered the words Jay said to her weeks ago about calling her superiors. She could not afford that, she was already sleeping with her captain to avoid being suspended. She would back up for now. She believed there is a place and time for everything. She got into her car, checked her make-up, and drove off. She decided to go home. When she pulled out, Lyric pulled out right behind her. Jay did not trust Detective Cobbs as far as she could see her so she asked Jay to follow her around from time to time to see where she went and whom she visited. Lyric was ready to give up one night until Detective Cobbs stopped by the bar her and Walter hung in that night he got beat up.  She had changed her clothes in the backseat of her car. When she stepped out of her car, she looked hotter than a pepper. She has on knee boots with heels, a short jean skirt, a tank top, and one of those half jackets that the slim and young chicks loved wearing. Lyric drove around the corner, finding parking for her car somewhere that no one should notice it. She dipped in to the bar and got the biggest surprise of her life. Her cousin was in there popping bottles with a cop, Detective Cobbs. She hoped he did not know who she was. She watched for a little longer before deciding to leave. She planned to pull her cousins collar tomorrow. First, she had to report Miss “not so innocent” Detective behavior to Jay. Lyric just assumed the detective loved thugs although her job is to arrest them.

Pinkey sat in Ray’s car in a slouching position for almost two hours. When Ray finally resurfaced, she said, “I’m sorry”. I did not really think my meeting would have lasted thing long. Pinkey just waved her hand as acceptance of her apology. Ray invited Pinkey to her home for a nightcap. Pinkey was a bit leery about her since she connected to Savoy. Pinkey looked at her, thinking she is somewhat cute, said okay I am open to having a nightcap with you just be gentle. Ray touched her knee and said I wil -, do not worry. Pinkey was not planning to sleep with a female, this was not in her plans for the evening; however, she needed a soft touch after her experience with Savoy. She does not think she could go another round with him just to get closer to Marcus. She hoped Ray would open a door for her instead. Ray removed her hand and started her car. Pinkey slowly rose up looking towards Savoy’s house ensuring this wasn’t a set-up or that anyone saw her not that it matter. This would be the third person she shared herself with in less than twenty-four hours. She was an all out freak, but this was nasty even by her standards. It was too late to back out, not that she honestly wanted to.

Ray pulled off. She headed to her apartment. Luckily, she cleaned earlier in the day. She was expecting company that never showed. She hated stood up; however, in this case she was told in advance that something might come up. She was dating the wife of one of her boys that she chills with occasionally. If he ever found it would be the end of both of them. Ray looked at Pinkey. She was not anywhere near Carla’s stature, but she will do for tonight since Carla could not get away from him. She informed Ray that her husband suspected that she is creeping – only thing is – he think it is with a dude. If Pinkey knew whose place she was sitting in, she would cringe and wonder why the hood was so small. Ray returned her focus to the chick in her car. She drove a little faster. They arrived at Ray’s complex 20 minutes later. Pinkey was familiar with the area. She felt relaxed and relieved. She could get home from here id something were to jump off. She still could not believe how sadistic Savoy could be sexually. It seemed like he wanted to be fucking someone else and took his frustrations out on her. She was no one’s punching bag; however, Savoy definitely used her and abused her. Ray shook Pinkey by her shoulders bringing her back to their present situation. Pinkey excused herself, laughing lightly. Praying that lightened the mood in the car. Ray got out. She did not walk around to open Pinkey’s door. About two minutes later, Pinkey opened her own door and walked around to where Ray stood. She tried casually scanning the area without alarming her guest.

Ray had a strong feeling that she was followed. She could not shake her insecurities. She knew once Savoy found out about her role in Jay’s shooting, which she should not be aware. It would be a wrap for her. She and Brock made a pack that neither one of them would tell. She knew she would put him in jeopardy in order to protect herself. She shook those thoughts out of her mind. Right now, she wanted some of Pinkey. Ray thought she was sexy after all. Ray escorted Pinkey into her building. She lived on the third floor. She tried sprucing up her apartment with expensive furniture and paintings. After spending thousands of dollars, she still felt low compared to Savoy and his inner circle who all had laid out pads in various spots in the city. She was rarely invited to anyone else home; unless, she happened to be with someone needing to stop for a brief moment, mostly she stayed in the car. Ray grew up around Savoy and his family. She does not ever remember seeing Marcus. When her brother got killed, Savoy rather took her under his wing. Over the years, their relationship changed. Ray came into her own person and decided she deserved more than anyone else did since her brother and Savoy were best friends and partners at that time. Her brother helped establish their presence and reputation in the hood. Savoy would be nothing right now if it were not for Thomas a/k/a Tommy Boy. She did not use to feel this way. It all started when Jay arrived on the scene. She would cut school, fight, etc so people knew of her. It was not until she fought one of Thomas’ ex-girlfriend for reasons still unclear that Savoy wanted her down with them. He could use a chick like her to handle his light work (females) since he did not have anyone he believed to be smooth or strong enough to handle it discreetly. Jay quickly earned her ranks while Ray remained where she always has been – known as Thomas’ little sister who got into start regularly. Some people knew not to mess with her due to her connections, while others did not care because of her mouth. Savoy did not always come to her aid.

After years of trying to catch up, Ray was finally determined to surpass them all. Her greed and envy was now beyond Jay. It involved Savoy, Marcus, and Brock. Ray dropped Walter’s name from the list after his as whipping in the bar. He was nothing to aspire to be like. He had no real money. She knew he was not in the fast life; he just rode his cousin’s coattail.

Pinkey entered Ray’s apartment with a cautionary eye after where she met Savoy’s trifling ass. She wondered if this was on his many locations. It looked 100% better, a huge improvement and meaningful insight into how long his pockets were. She looked Ray up and down, thinking this is not her style. She looked to be more basic or natural, Pinkey marveled in her thoughts. Ray excused herself and then walked further into her apartment. She went to change her clothes and get into something more comfortable than her jeans and Tims. She told Pinkey to make herself comfortable. Pinkey sat on her couch. She fell in love with the softness of the leather. She left her purse in Ray’s car intentionally. She wanted to ensure that she would get a ride home. She could hop a cab from this neighborhood without a problem. Ray returned to the livingroom wearing some basketball shorts, a gray wife beater, and some Nike flip-flops. She sat down next to Pinkey looking at her intensely trying to detect any signs of hesitation or resistance. She saw none. Ray placed her pointer finger on Pinkey’s forehead, then her nose, and lastly her lips. Pinkey wondered where she was going with her actions. She did not have to wonder long. Ray moved in to kiss her lips. Pinkey was non-responsive at first. Ray continued. Her lips were soft were soft and welcoming to the touch. Pinkey slowly gave into the kiss, when they pulled apart; it felt like they had been kissing for a long time. Pinkey felt seduced by Ray’s kiss.  Ray stood up. She asked Pinkey for her hand. When Pinkey placed her left hand in Ray’s, Ray pulled her up off the sofa and gently tugged at her. Ray walked Pinkey to her bedroom. Ray hoped Pinkey showered once she finished fucking Savoy. She has heard how nasty he could be. Once inside, she pushed Pinkey onto her bed. She laid on top of her and they began kissing again. This time they kissed more passionately, she slides her leg in between Pinkey’s thighs when she inched over. The musk coming from Pinkey’s core was both alarming and alluring. Pinkey did not shower after her rump, and Ray sexually aroused her, her odor told the story. Ray did not want to ruin the mood by asking Pinkey to shower. Ray stopped kissing her to admire her face. She then kissed Pinkey on her neck. She tried pushing up Pinkey’s skirt. Pinkey motioned for her to stop. She could not believe the smell she produced. She knew that she had not washed up. Needless, the smell coming from between her legs was awful and embarrassing. She forcefully pushed Ray off her and ran into her bathroom. Luckily, for her, she noticed it when Ray walked her to the bedroom. Pinkey slammed the door and started crying hysterically. She felt so low. She did not want to ask Ray to utilize her shower, because she should have showered before leaving Savoy’s house. Pinkey knew she had to clean up quickly this not being her style. She said a silent prayer that this mishap did not get back to Marcus.

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