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Authors: Ne Ne Capri
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and moved swiftly down the hallway. When he got to room 1215, he knocked three times. When the door opened, a tall brown-skinned woman wearing nothing but some stilettos greeted him. She pulled the door back allowing him to enter. “Did you put that nigga on doze?” Kayson said in a whisper.
“That nigga is almost comatose.”
“Get dressed and wait for me by the door.” He pulled out his gun and handed her the black bag. As he crept to the bathroom door, he heard the nigga yell out, “Who is that at the door?” Mano sat in the tub stroking his dick anticipating her return.
“It was housekeeping dropping off the extra towels,” Tomeka yelled back.
“Hurry up so I can make you earn your paycheck,” Mano said. He closed his eyes, slid down in the tub and continued to stroke his dick.
Kayson entered the bathroom and was immediately appalled by the sight of this nigga laid up in the tub butt ass naked. This nigga got pussy on deck and fucking himself. Kayson leaned up against the sink and began tapping his gun on the edge of the counter. Mano opened his eyes. Taken totally by surprise, he jumped and grabbed the edge of the tub in an effort to get out. Kayson pointed the gun at him and said very casual, “Don’t get up on my account.” He pulled his hoodie back exposing his face. It was then that Mano realized who the young gunman was and the flash of events played in his mind like an on screen movie.
Earlier that night, Rabb and his crew had taken Kayson to a strip club to celebrate his birthday. Rabb had done it big. He rented out three VIP booths and had the baddest bitches working the rooms. All night, bottles of expensive champagne and dark liquor were there for the taking, and they were drinking that shit like it was water. Rabb had Kayson sat in a chair in the middle of the room while several dancers were all over him. Kayson wasn’t even fazed. He kept a half-smile and even less participation.
“Go ahead little nigga. It’s your party, grab some of that ass.” His uncle’s boy, J-Bone yelled. out.
“Little nigga you act like pussy don’t excite you.” His uncle’s boy, Kev yelled out then rained dollar bills all over the strippers. Kayson thought, y’all niggas is silly as hell letting bitches take your money and you ain’t get shit but a fucking lap dance. Kayson had been sitting there watching all the niggas go wild over these bitches. All he could do was take note seeing the power these bitches had, thinking pussy brings a nigga into the world and then can take a muthafucka out.
He gazed over the crowd and spotted some of his competition. While everybody else was there to play, he was there to work; taking note of all their weaknesses. As Nikki danced in front of him, he used her body as a shield to look over at Mano’s table. This nigga ran Crown Heights and he wanted it. He watched as Mano’s crew was fucked up and threw money around like they had a fucking printing press in the back. Kayson realized that pussy had power and if the pussy was powerful enough, he could use it to bring these muthafuckas to their knees.
“Go dance for him, I have to do something,” Kayson told Nikki as he got up from his seat and led her toward J-bone. Nikki reluctantly went; she had her orders to turn him out and wanted to make that money. Kayson got up and went to sit in the booth next to Rabb.
“You having fun, nephew,” he said in a drunken slur trying to shout over the music.
“I’m good,” Kayson said, nodding his head. Kayson wasn’t concerned with these bitches shaking their ass. He was on a mission and with Mano in his crosshairs; he was getting ready to make his next move. Within minutes, he got up to go to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back,” he said and moved through the crowd. As he got closer to the bathroom, he noticed Mano coming his way. He had his arms around two females, laughing and talking loud. He met eyes with Kayson
“That nigga is almost comatose.”
“Get dressed and wait for me by the door.” He pulled out his gun and handed her the black bag. As he crept to the bathroom door, he heard the nigga yell out, “Who is that at the door?” Mano sat in the tub stroking his dick anticipating her return.
“It was housekeeping dropping off the extra towels,” Tomeka yelled back.
“Hurry up so I can make you earn your paycheck,” Mano said. He closed his eyes, slid down in the tub and continued to stroke his dick.
Kayson entered the bathroom and was immediately appalled by the sight of this nigga laid up in the tub butt ass naked. This nigga got pussy on deck and fucking himself. Kayson leaned up against the sink and began tapping his gun on the edge of the counter. Mano opened his eyes. Taken totally by surprise, he jumped and grabbed the edge of the tub in an effort to get out. Kayson pointed the gun at him and said very casual, “Don’t get up on my account.” He pulled his hoodie back exposing his face. It was then that Mano realized who the young gunman was and the flash of events played in his mind like an on screen movie.
Earlier that night, Rabb and his crew had taken Kayson to a strip club to celebrate his birthday. Rabb had done it big. He rented out three VIP booths and had the baddest bitches working the rooms. All night, bottles of expensive champagne and dark liquor were there for the taking, and they were drinking that shit like it was water. Rabb had Kayson sat in a chair in the middle of the room while several dancers were all over him. Kayson wasn’t even fazed. He kept a half-smile and even less participation.
“Go ahead little nigga. It’s your party, grab some of that ass.” His uncle’s boy, J-Bone yelled. out.
“Little nigga you act like pussy don’t excite you.” His uncle’s boy, Kev yelled out then rained dollar bills all over the strippers. Kayson thought, y’all niggas is silly as hell letting bitches take your money and you ain’t get shit but a fucking lap dance. Kayson had been sitting there watching all the niggas go wild over these bitches. All he could do was take note seeing the power these bitches had, thinking pussy brings a nigga into the world and then can take a muthafucka out.
He gazed over the crowd and spotted some of his competition. While everybody else was there to play, he was there to work; taking note of all their weaknesses. As Nikki danced in front of him, he used her body as a shield to look over at Mano’s table. This nigga ran Crown Heights and he wanted it. He watched as Mano’s crew was fucked up and threw money around like they had a fucking printing press in the back. Kayson realized that pussy had power and if the pussy was powerful enough, he could use it to bring these muthafuckas to their knees.
“Go dance for him, I have to do something,” Kayson told Nikki as he got up from his seat and led her toward J-bone. Nikki reluctantly went; she had her orders to turn him out and wanted to make that money. Kayson got up and went to sit in the booth next to Rabb.
“You having fun, nephew,” he said in a drunken slur trying to shout over the music.
“I’m good,” Kayson said, nodding his head. Kayson wasn’t concerned with these bitches shaking their ass. He was on a mission and with Mano in his crosshairs; he was getting ready to make his next move. Within minutes, he got up to go to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back,” he said and moved through the crowd. As he got closer to the bathroom, he noticed Mano coming his way. He had his arms around two females, laughing and talking loud. He met eyes with Kayson
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