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Keisha yawned, stretched, and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her hoodie. “Has Cameron called about my son? Are they alright?” were the first words to come out of Keisha’s mouth.

Poo Baby shook her head no. “Niya is still in town waiting on him to return her call. Think positive though, Kesh. I’m sure we would have received a ton of calls by now if anything bad happened. Li’l Boo called though, and when I told him you were asleep, he told me not to wake you,” Poo Baby told Keisha upon seeing the worried expression on Keisha’s face.

“Yeah, but it’s been over six hours since I heard anything,” Keisha begin to fret. “Cam knew I was worried about my son. What the fuck is going on?” Her gut was telling her that something was very wrong.

Right when Poo Baby began to respond, she received a call from Niya. “That’s Niya right there -”

“Let me talk to her!” Keisha anxiously grabbed the phone from Poo Baby’s hand. “Niya, is everything alright?” she nervously asked the second she answered the phone.

“Kesh,” Niya replied in a subdued tone.

“Yeah, it’s me. Is my son alright?” Keisha quickly replied.

“I haven’t heard from Cameron, but we just found out that he was arrested. That’s all we know so far.”

“Arrested? For what? What about my son?” Keisha was on edge.

“B-Low called his cousin from Cameron’s neighborhood and he told him that they were holding Cam as a murder suspect. When I called the station, that was what they told me too, but B-Low’s cousin told him that he was going to check on Cam’s house to see if everything was alright.”

“How long ago was that?” Keisha asked.

“About fifteen minutes ago,” Niya lied. The truth was that B-Low had been waiting for his cousin to return his call for over two hours, and although it had her and B-Low on high alert, she didn’t want to disclose that bit of information to Keisha and cause her to worry any more then she already was.

“Fuck!” Keisha screamed. “Niya, please call me back the second you hear anything and keep calling that nigga back. I have to know that my son is alright,” she said desperately before passing Poo Baby back her phone.

When Big Pope Dog pulled up in front of Keisha’s grandmother’s house, they all
climbed
out of the van. Big Pope Dog said he needed to use the restroom and Gutty climbed out of the SUV to stretch his legs. Keisha told Big Pope Dog that she didn’t think her grandmother would mind as she grabbed her purse and started up the walkway.
I need some coke to ease my mind before I have a fucking heart attack!
Keisha impatiently knocked on the door, planning to snort a few lines right after she hugged her grandmother and daughter to get her mind right.

From behind the door, Keisha heard her sister Ryan yell, “Kessia, get down here, your mommy is here!” before she happily swung the door open. “Kesh, sister, oh my God, we didn’t know you were coming!” She hugged Keisha.

Keisha pushed Ryan off of her, wearing a mean mug on her face, and then spoke through gritted teeth. “Oh, you here now, bitch? Piru, I’m fading yo’ crackpipe-loving ass before I leave the A!” Keisha rudely brushed past her sister.

What the fuck?
Ryan
looked back at her sister, puzzled.
I wish the fuck her little ass think she would! I don’t know what’s on her mind!

Kessia ran down the stairs with a painting in her hand, smiling happily to see her mother. Keisha met her at the end of the stairs with open arms. The two hugged each other tight, each not wanting to let the other go.

Big Pope Dog asked to use the restroom.

Completely bothered and confused, Ryan pointed him to it.
Why this bitch tripping, though?
Ryan pondered stopping Poo Baby in her tracks to ask her what was going on.

“Before I drag yo’ homegirl outside and show her ass who the big sister is, can you please explain to me what’s on her rabbit-ass mind?” Ryan was pissed to the utmost.

Poo Baby sighed. “We been trying to contact
you since yesterday,
Ryan. Why you out here fucking up? Your sister needs you more than anything right now,” she stated seriously.

“Oh! So that’s what this is all about?” Ryan spoke loudly, looking in her sister direction. Hand on her hip, Ryan continued. “Kessia, why don’t you tell yo’ mommy what happened to Auntie Ryan’s phone before we have us a sister talk outside.” Ryan rolled her eyes at Keisha and Poo Baby and then grabbed her cigarettes, preparing to step out the door.
Bitch think she bad, hmm? I’ll dog walk her ass!
Ryan fumed at her sister’s disrespect to her. She had been hanging on to her sobriety for months.

Inside, Kessia explained how after talking to Poo Baby on her Auntie Ryan’s phone days earlier, she accidentally dropped it in the toilet while Ryan was brushing her teeth. Keisha felt like shit and it showed on her face.

“She didn’t remember your number by heart so we couldn’t call you on her new phone to give you her new number, and great-grand told my auntie that something was real fishy, ” Kessia continued to explain.

Damn, I went hard on my sister for nothing.
Keisha stood up and asked where her grandmother was at.

“She went out to the grocery store. We’re going to make a pie from scratch.” Kessia jumped into Poo Baby’s arms and told her how much she missed her.

Keisha excused herself. She wanted to go in the bathroom to get high and then go out and apologize to her sister. Her mind was heavy and full of anxiety and worry.

Inside the bathroom, Keisha neatly laid out the lines of cocaine and then quickly snorted all three of them with her alias California identification card. The burning sensation caused Keisha to squeeze her nostrils as her ears buzzed. When she heard her grandmother walk inside complaining about the thugs in front of her house, Keisha rinsed her face, washed her hands, and started out of the bathroom.

“Look who’s here!” Keisha spread her arms to hug her grandmother. “Hi, G-Ma.” Keisha hugged her grandmother with large, gleaming eyes.

“Oh, Pudding, I’m so happy to see you!” She dropped her grocery bags on the carpet and then held and observed her granddaughter. She immediately noticed her daughter’s physical condition. She had bags under her eyes, she had gotten thin to the point that the bones in her neck were showing, and on top of that, her hair and physical appearance weren’t at her usual status.
Something isn’t right here.
Grandma Ethel stepped back for a full overview of her granddaughter.

A look of dissatisfaction began to spread across Keisha’s face.
Fuck, not right now, G-Ma! I just fucking got here.
Keisha began to fix her ponytail and straighten her clothes out.

“Are you alright, Pudding? Looks like you haven’t been eating or taking care of yourself.” “I’ve been sick missing my kids - I mean, my daughter. That’s all, Grandma,” Keisha stuttered, remembering that her grandmother or daughter weren’t informed of her son. She knew she would never hear the end of her grandmother’s mouth about it and she wanted to introduce Kessia to her brother when they were all back together again.

Grandma Ethel sighed. “I’m sure you do, baby. But you know what we talked about and what you have to do,” her grandmother reminded her of their previous conversation. “
Unless you move out of California, Kessia will be right here with me,”
Grandma Ethel had told Keisha. “Listen, Pudding, we’ll talk later. Go on and spend time with Kessia and then get you some rest. You look tired, baby. And I’ma cook us up a nice hearty meal, right after I get rid of this company Ryan’s keeping in the front of my home. She knows I don’t play that stuff around here.” She started toward the door.

“Grandma!” Keisha screamed louder than she intended to. “Those are my friends. They drove me here. I’ll have them leave. They weren’t planning on staying anyways.” Keisha hurried out the door.

Grandma Ethel yelled after Keisha and told her that since her friends drove her that far to see them that they might as well come in to rest their feet and have a good meal. “Just tell them to take their hats off before they come in.” Grandma Ethel closed the door after Keisha.
Now I’ll get down to the bottom of what’s really going on. I’m not buying that junk Ryan tried to sell me. I know better.
Grandma Ethel picked up the groceries and then carried them inside the kitchen.

When Keisha walked up and pulled Ryan aside from talking to Big Pope Dog and Gutty to apologize to h
er, Gutty couldn’t keep his eyes off of Keisha. He had begun to notice when she was high and when she wasn’t, and at the moment, he could tell that Keisha was soaring on cloud nine.

Big Pope Dog immediately noticed how Keisha’s presence had stolen Gutty’s attention. He turned to Gutty and then smirked. “I knew you two sharing beds wasn’t going to be a good idea,” he chuckled

Gutty snapped out of his trance and then turned his attention back to Big Pope Dog. “Oh yeah, man, Lady G snoring is insane. A nigga couldn’t get any type of sleep.”

Big Pope busted out laughing. “Is that so? I thought that pussy kept you up.” Big Pope Dog reached
inside the van to grab his ringing cell phone.

Gutty was thrown by Big Pope Dog’s comment.
This nigga was sleeping like a bear. We were quiet. How the fuck blood know?

Big Pope Dog smiled at Gutty as he took his call. “Nigga, I don’t miss shit.”

The unexpected explosive sexual encounter between Gutty and Keisha began to replay in his mind.

After hours after being in the bathroom, Keisha climbed in the bed with Gutty and then began kissing on Gutty’s chest and placing soft kisses on his neck. Gutty lay there shocked, yet pleasantly surprised that Keisha was coming on to him. They had been on the road, and though he’d never looked at Keisha in a sexual manner, his morning hard-on caused him to look at Keisha through a different set of eyes. At that moment, she had become his gangsta bitch, Bonnie.

Gutty allowed Keisha to let her hands roam all over his body. When Keisha grabbed his throbbing manhood, Gutty caressed her neck and rubbed through her hair. Keisha kissed his earlobe and then whispered. “Touch me…I know you wanna fuck me.”

Big Pope Dog was snoring so Gutty turned to Keisha and looked her in her glassy eyes. Her hair was wet and she was clothed in nothing more than a wife beater and panties. She didn’t have a bra on. Her nipples screamed for attention, so Gutty gently massaged her breasts and then squeezed her nipples in between his fingertips before he kissed her parted lips.

“Is this what you want, Lady G?” Gutty pressed his hard penis against Keisha’s
abdomen.

Keisha dived deep into the kiss and closed her eyes. The two kissed passionately for seconds that seemed like hours. Gutty tried to climb on top of Keisha; he wanted in. But she told him to come inside the bathroom.

“I wanna be made love to and then fucked like there isn’t going to be a tomorrow.” She climbed out of bed, careful not to awaken Big Pope Dog. She tiptoed to the bathroom.

Gutty followed suit, hoping that by the time they made it inside the bathroom, Keisha wouldn’t change her mind. Gutty was at the point of having to have Keisha.

Once inside the bathroom, Keisha stood half-naked and vulnerable, ready to make love and be held intimately. Gutty grabbed Keisha by the face and then started tongue kissing her again, staring lustfully into Keisha’s beautiful brown eyes. Keisha closed her eyes. Gutty picked her up, sat her on the bathroom sink, and told her to look at him. “I’m right here; look at me. I ain’t no other nigga.”

Keisha spread her legs apart, wrapped them around Gutty’s waist, and began to bite on his chest, looking into his eyes. “I want sex, Gutty. No strings or nothing else attached. I just want to be made love to and held… that is all. I ain’t a bitch to be pursuing or falling in love with.”

“I see we’re both on the same page. Piru, a nigga ain’t tryna be in love. I need some pussy too,” Gutty said before removing Keisha’s underwear and then slowly breaking through her tight vaginal walls.

The second the head of Gutty’s dick squeezed into Keisha’s vagina, the thought of asking Gutty about a condom flew far from Keisha’s mind. Gutty lifted Keisha up from the sink by her ass and spread her booty cheeks apart. He stroked himself deeper and deeper inside of her, feeling as if he were fucking a virgin.

Keisha tilted her head back and played on Gutty’s juicy medium penis like a piece of meat she longed for. Gutty pulled her by the hair and sucked Keisha’s neck to avoid the loud moans that were about to escape his mouth.

“I see why these niggas be ready to go to war over the pussy. Piru, you feel so good inside.” He slowed down to assure that she got hers before he pulled out and ejaculated over her belly. “Let me hit it from the back, Lady G?” Gutty carefully let Keisha’s shivering body down from his. Gutty slapped her ass and told her to bend over. He loved the way an ass jiggled.

“Shhhhhh!” Keisha bent over the sink and tooted her ass up. “Get it, but I come best on top of the dick.”

Gutty kept a mental note of that as he held Keisha by the waist and penetrated her until tears formed in her eyes. Her vaginal muscles begin to spasm and grip his penis, causing
unexpected
moans to
escape
his mouth. “Aggh, hurry up and get on top, Lady G, this pussy about to make a nigga cum and I want you satisfied too.” Gutty pulled out, picked Keisha back up, and let her have him her way.

She rode like it was an art form. She bent backwards, holding on to the countertop, and slammed his penis on her G-spot until she came all over his penis.

“Yessss, yessss!” Keisha moaned through gritted teeth as her vaginal muscles locked onto Gutty’s ejaculating penis.

“Pussy good, it’s fire!” Gutty managed to pull out and release the remainder of his seed on Keisha’s belly.

After Keisha regained her composure, she covered herself with a bath towel and went for the powder that she had on the sink to put it in her purse. “Thanks, Gutty, that shit was a’ight.” She proceeded to open the bathroom door for Gutty to leave so that she could take a quick shower and get some rest.

Gutty washed his penis off. He had never felt so used. Keisha was talking to him like she had just
conquered
him in a quick game of dice, and his expression showed it.

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