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“She violated a restrainin’ order.”
“Again?”
He nods. “Yeah.”
I roll my eyes. This is like the third time her dumb ass has been locked up for violating a restrainin’ order. Her ass is crazy! “Anyway . . . boy, how old are you now?”
“I’ll be twenty-two in two weeks.”
“Oh, really? I didn’t know you were that old. Damn time flies. We gonna have to celebrate.”
“Oh, aiight. That’s wassup.”
“You lookin’ real fine, daddy. Where you been hidin’ at, Buddha? I ain’t seen you around in a minute.”
He grins. “Yeah, I know. I was stayin’ up top for a minute. I have peeps in Brooklyn so I was out there tryna lay low for a while.”
I lick my lips. “You shoulda had me lyin’ with you. I woulda dropped down real low for you.”
He laughs.
“Damn, son,” his boy says, laughin’. “She’s ridin’ you real hard.”
I shoot him a “mind-your-motherfuckin’-business” look.
Dickalina eyes me.
“Whaaat, ho? Why you lookin’ at me like that?”
She shakes her head. “Oh, nothin’, boo.”
“Oh, I ain’t think so.” I turn my back to her, blockin’ her view. “So, anyway, Buddha. You out here gettin’ a buncha pussy?”
Sneaky-Ass laughs, again. “Yo, son. Ya peeps wildin’ for real.”
I cut my eyes at him, again. Oooh, this thug niggah’s kinda fine, too, with his sneaky-looking self. He has dreads and big, round brown eyes. And he reminds me of . . . damn, I can’t think of the name of that little sexy mofo who plays on CSI: NY. Damn it!
“I do me,” Buddha says, slicin’ into my thoughts. I don’t mind though ’cause I want the niggah slicin’ into this ass, too. “Nothin’ serious. But I gotta few friends.”
“Mmmph. I bet you do. But I bet them young bitches can’t handle no real dick, though. What you need is a woman who can fuck your lights out.”
He and Sneaky-Ass laugh.
Where the fuck have I seen him? He looks at me. He probably got one of them short, stumpy-type dicks with the big balls.
I should walk over there and grab his damn crotch real good to see what he’s workin’ with. I shake the thought of yankin’ his boxers down to see how the niggah’s hangin’. “Lina, what’s the name of that real-tiny, sexy niggah who plays on CSI and has those books out?”
“Oooh, Hill Harper, girl. Why?”
I walk over to the Hill Harper look alike. If he wasn’t so short, he’d be fuckable, too.
But short men don’t do it for me. But there’s always an exception to every rule if the price is right and if he has an exceptionally big dick. Now where the fuck I know him from? “Who are you?”
“AJ,” he says, lookin’ me up and down. Damn, I’ve heard that voice somewhere before. “Why? You see somethin’ you like?” He licks his lips.
“Niggah, you the one eye-fuckin’ me. So maybe you like somethin’ you see.”
He shakes his head, smilin’. “Maybe I do.”
