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girls. He’d tie a bandanna around his head backward and they’d say he looked just like Tupac.
    That motherfucker ain’t look shit like Pac; he just looked like a black dude with a bandanna around his head. But the white girls from Clarkston loved it, and they were the cash cows with the redneck dads. So he’d be Pac. He’d get their money and they’d get to piss off their family, ruin Thanksgiving, and see about a black dude’s dick size.
    Jinx’d say Myron didn’t have the game for black chicks.Myron’d say that Jinx’s mama poked holes in the condom and that’s how she had Jinx.
    So Jinx finally got his hooks into this white chick, but she was broke and she was ugly and stayed in Pontiac.
    He was like, “Come on, we finna fall through to Bethany’s house. She got a cousin—you wanna roll wit me?”
    I was like, “The one Jamaal used to fuck? With the glasses?”
    He said, “Yeah.”
    I say, “What for? That bitch is ugly as hell.”
    “Cuz I’m ’bout to go coop-coop. Get breaded, buy my mama something for her birthday.”
    Coop-coop meant fuck in Jinx talk.
    We get to this run-down house on a back road behind a liquor store. It’s winter and the trees are bare and the snow is gray and the street is empty. Bethany’s waiting in the doorway, storm door steamed up from the cold. I can’t see her glasses or her face but I see the outline of a dumpy girl and I know it’s her.
    We roll in and barely speak. Jinx takes Bethany to the bedroom and leaves me with her little cousin. I sit there and talk with her about junior high school while Jinx and Bethany fuck in the next room. You can hear her hollering over the rap music.
    I ask the cousin to show me her room; she says she can’t cuz they’re in there fuckin’. But she could show me her mom’s.
    She takes me to the back of the house, to a filthy room that smells like cigarettes and dust, with wood paneling andclothes on the floor. Hot pink bandannas are tied to the bedpost with a faded leopard-print bedspread thrown across the mattress.
    I sit on the bed, tell her to come here. I kiss her on the mouth awhile. I tell her to get on her knees and take my dick out. She does.
    “Put it in your mouth.”
    She does as I say. I finish in her mouth without telling her. She’s gagging and spits my cum all over my lap. I wipe it off with my hand and smear it on her mom’s leopard blanket.
    I say, “Thank you, you’re good at that. Excuse me a second, I’ma get Jinx.”
    I get up and leave the room and pound on the bedroom door for him to hurry up. He’s taking forever, fucking her like he’s got a point to prove.
    Five minutes later they come out. We’re all posted up in the kitchen.
    He asks Bethany for the money. She says she doesn’t have it.
    He’s like, “Bethany, why you gonna have me come over here and you know you ain’t got no money. Why was you lying? You knew you ain’t have no money.”
    “I wasn’t lying, Jinx, my aunt had needed to borrow some to put toward the light bill—”
    He cuts her off. “That ain’t got shit to do with me. You said you had something for me to hold for Mama’s birthday. Why you have me come all the way over here when you didn’t? You think I’m coming here for free? How’m I sposed to buy my mom a present?”
    She’s apologizing. “I’m sorry, I had just gave it to her right before you got here, Jinx, I swear to God.”
    It’s getting kind of weird; her little’s cousin’s fidgeting. I’m like, “Come on, man, fuck it. She ain’t got no money, let’s just go.”
    She says, “I get my check next Friday; we can go cash it together.”
    “What I’m sposed to tell my mama? Wait till next Friday for her present, cuz you had to pay the light bill? Fuck that.”
    He starts looking around the kitchen, all three of us watching. No one’s talking. He’s looking in the fridge, looking on the table, looking on the counter.
    He goes to Bethany, “Unplug that—I want that.”
    I look over and