The Pleasure of Pain (4 page)

Present Day

Chapter 8

              Tess snapped back to reality and was done counting the money. “There is a hundred thousand dollars apiece for each of us,” Tess said. “Here is your cut.”

             
“Damn, girl that was a good pay day,” Vanessa replied, “Plus the one million we get for the hit on Hector, we’re good,” Vanessa continued.

             
“Yo Ebony, make sure you hit Omar off with some more work so the workers on the block don’t run low,” Tess ordered.

             
“I got you, Tess,” Ebony replied.

             
“I’m about to go visit Bless today. So, I’ll see you when I get back.” Tess said as she took off.

The Visit

Chapter 9

              Tess jumped in her red 7.45 BMW and drove upstate for two hours to the Coxsackie Correction Facility. She checked in and signed in to visit Bless. When she came into the visiting room, she couldn’t help getting wet and it showed on her face. She had a smile of pure lust on her face. Bless was sitting at the table waiting for her. Bless was a sexy, chocolate brother, six foot two inches tall, two hundred fifty pounds, and very muscular from spending his time working out. He had short wavy hair. His thug style and business mind made him even more attractive and deadly at the same time.

             
“Hey baby,” Bless said as he stood up to hug Tess. They kissed deep and long.  Tess let out a moan and then sat down at their table.

             
“Damn, I miss you baby. I can’t wait for you to come home,” Tess said meaning every word.

             
“I miss you too girl and I only got three weeks left,” Bless replied.

             
“I miss your touch and your hard dick baby,” Tess responded.

             
“I miss your sweet stuff too baby! Yo, how is Iris? She cool?”

             
Bless knew that Iris and his girl messed around, but it didn’t mean shit because Bless knew he had what Tess really wanted and needed. That was his chocolate, ten inch dick. Bless and Tess had been together for seven years since they were sixteen and now they were twenty three years old. So much time together made it hard for anybody else to fulfill their needs, but one another. They were more than lovers, but best friends. She shared everything with him and he did the same with her. From the time they killed D-Low and his crew, they ran the streets together as king and queen.

             
“So, baby how is the business?” Bless asked.

             
“Which one boy,” Tess responded.

             
“You know which one.”

             
“Well the real estate business is going good. I sold four town houses this month,” Tess said.

             
“Damn girl, you doing the damn thing,” Bless said with a smile on his face.

             
Tess knew Bless would be happy to hear the news. The real estate business was the one he really cared about because he looked at it as his way out of the game. He knew they had the streets on lock. In jail, Bless could hear everything. Bless knew Tess ran the business with no games played. He taught her everything about the street. So he was not worried at all how she handled the business.

             
“Damn, I miss you girl. I can’t wait to tear that pussy up,” Bless said.

             
“Mmm, so why wait? Let’s go take some pictures in the photo booth.”

             
They got up and walked over to the photo booth. The correctional officer was too busy watching all the other inmates in the visiting room to really notice them. Plus, the officer on the visiting floor today was on Bless’ payroll. Tess bent down and put money in the photo machine. They closed the curtain and Tess lifted her dress up and sat down on Bless’s dick.

             
“Damn girl, your pussy feels so good and wet,” Bless moaned.

             
“No baby, this dick feels good,” Tess moaned back. Tess started to slow grind on his dick something they learned when they were younger, the slower, the better, the sweeter. “Hmmm yes, yes baby, give me that dick. This pussy is yours, baby. Yours daddy,” Tess moaned as they were grinding their hips to the same rhythm. Bless grabbed her ass and pulled her all the way down on his dick making his dick go up as far inside her as it could go. “Mmm, ooh baby, I feel it in my stomach,” Tess moaned.

             
“Whose pussy, whose pussy is this?” Bless said while speeding up and going deeper inside of her.

             
“Yours daddy, yours, the only one for me,” Tess yelled. Bless flipped her over and made her hold the photo booth’s wall while he pulled his dick in and out, very slowly teasing her pussy. Then he started to pound away until they both came at the same time. “I love you, Bless.”

             
“I love you too, Mami. Let’s get out of this booth before we make it hot.” Tess bent down and grabbed the picture they took while they were having sex. “Damn girl, look at the face you made, ha ha.”

             
On the picture you could see Tess’s face while Bless hit it from the back. “If your dick wasn’t so big my face wouldn’t be looking like that.” They both laughed and went back to their table.

             
“Here girl, you take these pictures home. I don’t want to keep shit here. I’ll be home soon anyways and we will spend time making a lot more photos,” Bless said with his sexy smile that Tess loved so much.

             
“Baby, I’ll have everything ready for you as soon as you come home. I promise,” Tess said.

             
“I know boo. You always have my back. I’m not worried,” Bless responded.

             
Tess knew Bless didn’t want to stay in the drug game anymore. He just wanted to fuck with the real estate and start a family. Tess wanted the same thing, but she got used to the money and wanted to save enough to never look back. She never told him she was making money on the side as a contract killer with Vanessa, Iris, and Ebony. She knew Bless well enough to know he wouldn’t tolerate it, but shit the money was for them and she had to raise it to stay in the real estate business. Houses cost a lot of money these days and she wouldn’t allow her and Bless to fall off. This had been their dream for years and she wouldn’t stop for no one.

             
“Visit time is over,” a fat correctional officer yelled.

             
“Yo boo, you know what that means,” Bless said as he stood up. “I love you!” He kissed Tess while grabbing her ass at the same time.

             
“I love you too, daddy. I’ll see you real soon,” Tess replied. Tess left the jail on cloud nine happier than ever that her man would soon be home.

No Longer a P
redator

Chapter 10             

             
Bless went back to his dorm after the visit and went in his cell to lie down and think about his life. He had a lot of time to do that. He had been locked up for three years. He got sentenced to three years because it was the lowest they could give him since they didn’t have any real evidence on him. The District Attorney wanted something to stick so they locked him up on a conspiracy charge. Bless usually didn’t talk on phones, but one of his workers called talking some hot shit about crack and how he needed to move and couldn’t find Bless’ Lieutenant to restock.

             
Bless told him he got him and that’s all it took to get him locked up. His worker Moe had the phone tapped. He was working with the cops. Bless trusted Moe since he pretty much raised him. He never thought he’d cross him, but he was wrong. Lesson well learned. Bless promised he’d kill Moe once he was out. Little did he know it had already been done by Tess.

             
Bless had come to jail as a predator, wilding out on everyone, fighting, and cutting people left and right. His name rung bells and he wanted it to stay that way. He was a boss on the streets. He had Brooklyn locked down, some out of town spots, and was the head of his own blood gangs. His set was called sex, money, and murder and only his team had that name. You had to be a real gangster to be down with his crew.

             
In jail, Bless got whatever he wanted and if he didn’t, he would take it, but over time he got tired of wilding out and became calm. Besides his queen Tess made sure he didn’t want anything in the world. He was a boss in the street and damn sure he was a boss in jail and carried himself as one.

             
While Bless was lying on his bed in his cell, G came to the cell door followed by Burt. G and Burt were both forty years old and real O.G.’s (Old Gangsters) to the drug game. They had been in jail back and forth many times before Bless was ever born.

             
“What’s going on there,” G said. “You got a visit and shit and now you going to play the cell youngster,” G said.              

             
“No G, I’m cool. I was just thinking that’s all,” Bless responded.

             
“Thinking about the pussy you missed I bet,” Burt said as him and G busted out laughing. They done seen so many young dudes come in here and stress out over their woman and that shit was funny to them because they had been there and done that. They knew Bless wasn’t that way, but they loved fucking with him just to get a laugh.

             
G and Burt were as different as night and day. G was a gangster, a killer, and an old timer who didn’t give a fuck. He’d step to any dude, young or old, and put the beat down on them. Burt was a gangster, but over the years the time he spent in jail made him wiser. He talked about politics, business, and books. Bless thought together they made a perfect person, but apart they were too crazy. G was off the wall, crazy as fuck, and could hurt someone real bad or even kill them at any given time if he got mad enough. Burt was smart, but would let dudes get away with saying smart shit to him.

             
One time a dude told him to suck his dick out of disrespect. In jail, you never do that, you never tell another man to suck your dick.  But Burt just walked away like it was nothing. He asked him why and he said, “Don’t get it twisted youngster. I’m no punk and if that man would have put his hands on me I would have hurt him, but he didn’t. He used his words to try to make me act on my emotions. Men don’t act we respond and responding means to think as a responsible person and that is what I did.”

             
“Shit!  That was the deepest shit I have ever heard.” Bless said.

             
But G didn’t feel the same way. The next day that man that disrespected Burt was found stabbed up in the T.V room. G wasn’t having anyone disrespect him and to disrespect his friend meant you disrespected him too. Just like Bless thought they were as different as night and day.

             
“Yo youngin, come outside and get this work out with us.” G said.

             
“Aight G, I’m with that,” Bless replied. So, all three men walked outside to the jail yard.

              Outside Bless saw people he knew and threw up the blood sign to say what’s up.  The others did the same to him and kept moving about their business. “G let’s hit the pull-up bar first then the weights.”

             
“I’m with that youngster,” G replied. Bless hit the bar first and did twenty pull-ups.  Then G went up next.  For a forty year old man his body was in good shape from all the years of doing time.

             
“So, youngster you know what you’re going to do when you hit them streets?” Burt asked.

             
“Yeah finish getting my life straight.  I can’t come back here,” Bless responded.

             
“I feel you on that, but everybody says they not coming back and come right back here. So, what are you going to do to not come back?” Burt asked.

             
“I’m where I need to be and soon I’ll never have to look back,” Bless said.

             
“Okay we’ll see,” Burt said.

             
“Burt leave him alone,” G said as he finished doing his twenty pull ups. “Yeah! Get that money youngster. That’s all that matters in this world,” G said.

             
“Now you sound like every other Black man in this place,” Burt replied.  Bless’ back was turned. He was laughing at G and Burt arguing. He loved when they went back and forth over shit, thinking only one of them could be right. Not knowing both of them were right in their own way.

             
June came out of nowhere with a jail made knife in his hand. June had been watching Bless from the moment he entered the yard and now Bless’ back was turned and this was the perfect opportunity to get him. June hated Bless because Bless smacked him a month back in front of everyone in the yard. He had been holding hands and feeling on Kelly’s ass in the yard. It wouldn’t have been a problem, if Kelly was a girl, but she wasn’t. She or he was gay. A man that had long hair like a girl, talked like a girl, and had a shape like a girl, but wasn’t one.

             
Bless thought there was nothing wrong with gay people, but it was wrong to be down with a gang and be gay. Then everybody would think the whole gang got down on the same shit and no one would respect them. June was a blood. His set was called N.T.G and he knew better, but got weak and wanted some of Kelly’s good stuff. He heard about him from the other inmates. When Bless saw June’s hands all over Kelly’s ass, he got mad and walked straight over to him. “Yo, what the fuck are you doing son?” Bless yelled.

             
“Bless I’m just chilling with Kelly you know,” June replied. By now everybody in the yard was watching to see what would happen.

             
“No, I don’t fucking know, homie,” Bless yelled. 

             
Kelly was looking scared to death. She (he) knew who Bless was and how he got down and he just started to stop wilding out and she didn’t want any part of the drama and pain he could bring. “Umm, Bless can I please leave?”

             
“Yeah, yeah, you can go this has nothing to do with you. You’re just trying to make your money,” Bless responded.

             
Everybody knew in jail that Kelly sold his ass for whatever they had. Bless knew this and respected his hustle as long as he and all the other chumps stayed the fuck away from him. Kelly walked away as fast as he could. She wanted no part of this and everybody knew how Bless got down. When he was mad, there was no telling what he’d do. Even though he’d stopped wilding out, he was still Bless and the beast inside of him just didn’t die overnight.

             
“Yo, Bless chill I was just having some fun,” June said.

             
“Some fun?  Some fun?  Nigga, are you crazy? You’re blood and its niggas like you that fuck the game up in jail. Fucking all these homos and then go home to give our women AIDS and then they pass it on to the next nigga because of your ass.”

             
“So what’s your point,” June said and with that Bless smacked the shit out of him. June hit the ground because the smack was so hard.  He was seeing stars. June got up and looked at Bless.

             
“What nigga, you ain’t going to do shit!” Bless yelled.

             
“Yo Bless, why you got to hit me like that?”

             
Bless smacked him again. This time June managed not to fall and he now wanted to fight, but one look at Bless was a dark skin, human beast, two hundred and fifty pounds of muscle and he was a killer. “Bless you got that, you got that,” June said.

             
“I know I got that pussy and as a matter of fact you not Blood no more. Don’t say you are again, you hear me,” Bless yelled. Bless smacked the words starting to come out of his mouth and June hit the ground again.               Everybody in the yard started to laugh. Getting smacked was one of the worst forms of disrespect for a man, it meant you’re not even worthy to get hit like a man, but like a girl. June got smacked four times. So, from that day on no one respected June and all the Bloods were now against him.

             
Lite was June’s only boy that stood by him after everyone else turned their back on him. Lite wasn’t feeling that June was messing with Kelly, but June was his boy and he still had his back.

             
June and Lite walked up on Bless in the yard with jail made knives in their hands. Bless was too busy laughing and talking to G and Burt to notice them. “Yo, G you’re crazy,” Bless replied.

             
“Youngster I’m telling you the truth when I get to eating them girls’ pussy they go crazy it’s an old timer’s trick. I’ll show it to you one day.” G replied. Bless and Burt busted out laughing.

             
G was about to say something when he peeped June and Lite, but it was too late. June stabbed Bless in his lower back, “Yeah motherfucker, you thought you could play me.” June pulled the knife out of Bless’s back and was about to stab him again. When G pulled out an ice pick and stabbed him.

             
“AH AH shit shit,” June said as he fell back a little.

             
Then Lite tried to stab G, but Burt jabbed him in the nose, breaking it. Bless was holding his side and spit out a razor into his other hand from his mouth, walked up to June, and started cutting away at June’s face opening it up to the white meat. Then Bless tried to cut his neck, but June was moving away from the razor. June was swinging the knife he had wildly trying his best to stab Bless. Bless grabbed June’s hand, overpowered him, took the knife from him, and stabbed June with June’s knife.

             
G and Burt had Lite on the ground stabbing him over and over. The situation happened so fast no one in the yard even saw what went down. When an old school Blood peeped it, he came running to help Bless. His name was Gunner and was locked up for life for killing three people.

             
“Yo, Bless get the fuck out of here. I’ll handle this shit,” Gunner yelled and then looked at the two men on the ground bleeding. “I got three bodies already kid and you’re about to go home. I’ll take this dog,” Gunner said.

             
Bless, G, and Burt took off their shirts because they were now covered in blood. Some other inmates they knew passed them some clean shirts to put on before they left the yard.

             
“Yo, Bless we ain’t got much time left before those correctional officers come around looking for blood and wounds on everybody. We have to get cleaned up!” G said.

             
Bless went in his cell and cleaned himself off and washed his stab wound. The knife didn’t go deep so that was a good thing he told himself. G placed a hot piece of metal and burnt Bless’s wound to stop the bleeding. Bless yelled as the hot metal cooked his flesh. Bless wanted to yell louder, but held it in because the correctional officer was walking around doing his count.

             
Ten minutes later, all cleaned up, Bless, G, and Burt were playing cards like nothing happened when the correctional officer called lock down.

             
“I told you youngster them officers going to check if anyone got blood on their hands or stab wounds, but your dark skin will cover up the burn. We did stop the bleeding and hide that wound,” G said.

             
Every inmate had to be locked in their cells. The correctional officers came cell to cell checking every inmate and finally reached Bless’ cell. They checked his hands and then body and found nothing.  The jail stayed on lock down for two weeks. Bless found out that Lite died that day in the yard and June was still in the jail’s hospital.