2 Foe Da Money Books

       Man who the hell is calling me this time of night? " I wished you'd tell ya men friends when I'm over here so they won't be disturbing my sleep!" "Quan, shut the hell up with that stupid shit. I don't say anything to you when your phone is ringing off the chain when we're together."

"HELLO?" I scream into the phone because he just pissed me off. It's April calling me needing me to come rescue her yet again from some dumb shit she done got herself into. See April has this thing with meeting strange men any and everywhere, even online, and going to their houses by herself. Half the time these dudes be straight psychos.

Well this dude has chained himself to the bed and has a fat ass anal plug in his ass. She let his dumb ass drive her over there so now she has no way home from there because the idiot she is with has lost the keys to the handcuffs. What I'm wondering is with all these lunatics she meets why does she not have any money on her for just in case some shit like this happens.

Now I have to get up out my bed to go get this dumb hoe. I was having a lovely evening. Me and Quan had caught an early movie then went out to dinner. We came back to my place to end it off with a great night cap. Even though Quan sometimes gets on my last damn nerves that man has a dick to die for. I mean its black and thick with a curve to it. Not one of those right or left curves, but that bad boy curves upward. Mr. Mandingo is my best friend, oh yeah that's what I call his dick, he's about 10 inches long , the biggest dick I've ever had. I mean Mr. Mandingo hits everything, I've never been a noise maker until I came in contact with him.

Not only does Quan have a big ass dick but he can eat the hell out of some pussy as well. He doesn't try to rush it or anything. You know how some men just do it for a quick second to get you wet then wanna go ahead and jump in it. Not him its like he's painting a picture down there with his tongue. He nibbles a little bit very softly, then he'll suck on the little man in the boat for awhile, then he'll slowly slide one finger in there while he's still painting that picture. Once he does that its over for me I want some dick.

Anyway I'm in my car now driving out to East Bumble Fuck to go pick this raggedy heifer up. This is going to be the last time I get out of my bed at two in the morning to go pick her up from some off brand niggas house. She has seriously got to stop fucking with these lame ass niggas. I think she thinks this shit is funny, because she takes pictures of these ass wipes doing some retarded ass shit and puts it into a fucking photo album labeled " Lames Ass Niggas".

" Why the fuck you still meeting up with these cornball dudes?" " Shit girl if you would've seen him you would have went home with him too." " Bitch if I would've I would've driven my own damn car. You can't keep calling me at 2 in the morning talking bout come get me I'm stuck. You couldn't tell before you went home with him that something was seriously wrong with him?" " Keema, why are you tripping?" " Because I was in the bed taking a break before I went into round three with Quan's sexy ass big dick self. And you know how Quan gets when my phone be going off late at night." " Girl, I know he ain't still on that trip about y'all being exclusive." " Hell yeah, every time we get together he brings that shit up. Anyway don't try to change the subject this is my last time bailing your ass out. Your gonna have to start calling them hoes you be hanging out with to come scoop ya ass up after one of your rendezvous." Girl how am I going to call them and they out doing the same shit I'm doing. Plus you know you're my girl I don't fuck with them other bitches like that."

By the time I made it back home it was after three in the morning but I still wanted to get my round three in. Unfortunately Quan wasn't thinking the same thing because when I walked in the door he was fully dressed and sitting on my sofa. He had his belongings sitting at his feet . I guess he was waiting for me to get in so we could talk before he left. I tried to kiss him and he turned his face. I knew off top what we were about to talk about, us becoming exclusive. Don't get me wrong I love him and he's the only person I've been with in months. Yes I do talk to other men but I am not sleeping with anyone but him. I just don't know why I'm scared to make that leap with him, but I guess I should.

"Baby, you know I love you right?" "Quan I know that, and I love you as well." "Then why won't you commit to me then?" " It has nothing to do with you or my love for you. I'm just scared. I don't want to mess up what we already have. I love you more than I love anyone I've ever dated in my life. You're a sweet heart you fulfill my every desire, and the sex we have, OH MY GOD its just marvelous. But if you want us to take it to the next level, then I will because I don't want to lose you . You better not break my heart." "Keema I promise you I won't. I've been waiting for this opportunity for months now. I wanted you to be my girl the moment I met you and I finally have you. Nothing will tear that apart."

Well I did get my part three that night and a part four and five as well. I can't believe I actually have a boyfriend. Its been five years since the last time I was in a relationship. I was with this guy for two years and the whole time he was fucking at least three other chicks behind my back. One of the hoes had the nerves to be my next door neighbor at the time. I'm thinking he's going over there to get some sugar but no he's over there putting his dick in her sugar. I come home from work early one day and as I'm putting my key in the door they come out her apartment kissing. Acting all lovey dovey with each other as if they were a couple. I liked to kill that bitch right there in the hall way. I didn't even know I had it in me when I ran over there and grab that bitch by her nasty ass weave and began punching her in the mouth non stop. This nigga ain't even try to grab me off her he sat there and watched that bitch get beat the fuck down and then came home with me. I only let him stay because I wanted to show that bitch who the hell runs things over here. I got his ass though I had started seeing this new guy who was quite the little freak. I purposely went out and brought some new slip covers for the furniture in the living room so that there would be a time frame on what I was about to do. I got a camcorder and recorded me and my new friend having sex over every inch of my apartment starting with the living room. Then I "accidentally" put the tape in his favorite movie's case. It did end up in a big fight but oh well bet he'll think next time before he cheats on another chick.

It seemed like every guy I met after that were the same way or at least I thought they were. I think it was time for me to take the plunge anyway. I've been playing the field for a long time and it was really starting to get overrated. Most of the guys that I found attractive were either taken or on the Down Low, they were straight up queers but didn't want anyone else to know. When I met Quan it was like a breath of fresh air. Its funny because he was totally not my type not that he's ugly or anything because he's far from it but he's just not the typical guy I usually go for. He's barely taller then I am probably only about an inch or two taller. He's has this flawless beautiful chocolate skin. He has naturally curly hair that he keeps real neat. He has a goat-tee and the sexiest eyes I've seen on a man.

He works as an agent for his own company. Some of the biggest hip-hop stars are his clients. He's a real hands on guy when it comes to his clients. Which is also how we met. I am a photographer for magazine company and I had a photo shoot with one of his clients. Well me and the artist weren't seeing eye to eye on how I wanted her to pose so she called her agent crying about me being unfair and not letting her do what she felt was best for her image. He comes flying in my studio like he's gonna kick someone ass only to be put in his place. After I tell him exactly what it was that I wanted his client to do and what it was that she wanted to do he totally agreed with me and explained to his spoiled ass client that my vision was the best idea for the shoot and that even though her idea was good it wouldn't be perceived the way she meant to be. Before he left my studio that day he apologized at least 100 times and asked for my business card so that he could repay me for having to put up with his clients outrageous behavior.

At first I debated about turning him down when he called the next day to ask me out but after thinking about the headache his client gave me with her whining the day before I figured that was the least he could do. As it turned out we had a lot of things in common. But what really closed the door for me was that he and I are both Duke fans. Even though I attended Temple University and loved Coach Cheyney, I am a die hard duke fan. I've actually been to several of their games. We sat there for hours that night talking about everything from childhood fights to recent exes.

He was like a single star in a clear sky, he just stood out. He had me laughing the whole night. He was funny and charming just a beautiful mixture. I almost fell in love with him that night. He wasn't trying to hard to get me to like most men do. He was real sure of himself not overwhelmingly but just enough to let you know that he knew he was a catch as well. I mean at 27 no kids and you own company that is rare and great. He didn't try to get me in bed that night nor did he make me feel obligated to. When we finally left the restaurant he walked me to my car opened the door gave me a kiss on the forehead and a hug and promised to call me the next day. We've been kicking it every since.

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I met up with April's crazy ass the next day for lunch. Even though this hoe gets me in some retarded ass shit she is still my closest friend so I had to tell her the latest development on me and Quan's situation. We met at Johnny D's Pizzeria on Main Street in Pleasantville. They have the biggest Pizza slices I've ever seen in my life and they taste so damn good. We ordered our pizza and sat at a table.

"April how about I went ahead and gave into Quan's ass and accepted his offer of us being exclusive." "Girl how in the hell did that happen?" "Because of your ass. You interrupted our sexing so he had time to think. So when I got home this negro was sitting on my couch fully dressed with all his stuff. I really had no reason for not being exclusive with him. I'm not fucking anyone but him and he treats me like a queen." "That's true. I just thought you were staying single so that way if you found someone else you wanted to try, you wouldn't be cheating if you did something. I don't know I guess I'm so used to you being single that I thought that, that was how you liked it so you can walk away anytime you want to with no strings attached." " It was like that before but to me that being single playing the field shit is getting old and overrated. Its like once you get older you start realizing that you really do want someone to call your own. You want that commitment and I've been wanting that for some time now just been afraid to take that leap." "Word I can dig that. Well I'm happy for you. You deserve to be happy with all the bull shit we've been thru." I know girl it seemed like we were never gonna find anyone to make us happy. We ran into nut case after nut case, dog after dog. I was starting to think that I had a sign on my forehead and back that read I love no good ass niggas." "Shit I think I'm still wearing that sign. Everyone I meet is either a psycho or married. Oh yeah I knew I had something to tell you. About a month ago I thought I was doing good I was just kicking it with this one guy named Shawn. We was having fun and we weren't even having sex. How about come to find out he was married well he was legally separated. He didn't even have the nerves to tell me that I had to find out from one of my home girls. She seen us together and had to hate. She calls me while I'm with him and is like girl why are you with that married man riding around town. So as soon as I hang up the phone with her I ask him, he was like yes I'm married but I'm going thru a divorce all the papers are filed just waiting on it to be processed and finalized. Girl can you believe that shit? I told his ass to take me home and not to call me any more." "Damn that was fucked up that he didn't tell you that he was married but don't you think you took it a little to far?" "Girl hell no I am not helping anyone commit adultery. There are some sins I don't mind committing but adultery is not one of them."

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We ended up sitting there talking for two hours before I told her I needed to go because I had some business to take care of. It is extremely rare that I have a day off during the week and I had plan to make the best of it. Monday thru Friday I get up at four in the morning to get ready for work. I go in at seven but I work in Philly so I have to leave out about an hour early to get to work on time. I love my job though I get to me all kinds of famous people and I get to travel for free. Not to mention that is how I met my baby. I had planned to enjoy my day off and go spend sometime with my God-son. I haven't really been able to see him as much as I would like since college. I went and brought him a bunch of stuff and asked his mother if I could pick him up from school and keep him until it was his bed time and she said I could.

I really enjoyed spending time with him. He was so smart for his age. He has so much energy it ain't even funny. He keeps me on my toes from the moment I pick him up to the moment I drop him off at home. He's only 5 but the way he speaks you would think he was much older. I take him out to the park and play catch with him. I guess it's a good thing that I've always been a tomboy so I love sports. He's going to be playing football next season so I figured we could start practicing now to get him ready for the season. He makes me want my own child but right now a child doesn't fit into the equation so I make due with the time I get to spend with him.

After I take him to McDonalds for dinner I drop him off at home because Quan had already made dinner arrangements for us at one of the casinos in Atlantic City. When he picked me up he looked so damn sexy he was a nice Sean John button up shirt with some white linen Sean John pants with some white and black Stacy Adams shoes on. My man can dress his ass off. I always wanted a man that can dress like my brother. My brother is my best friend and that nigga can dress. His girls never have an issue when they go out. If they're going to a rap concert he's in some fly ass jeans with the shirt and kicks to match, if they're going out to a fancy restaurant where he needs a blazer then he has on a fly as suit, and if its just something casual no jeans he's got an outfit for that as well. I've always been impressed by my brothers since of style. If he was gay I could see him doing something in fashion, but he's straight and thinks that a man in fashion is gay as hell.

Anyway back to my evening I wore a nice spaghetti strap black dress with some black knee high boots. I was killing it myself. The restaurant was beautiful and the food was excellent. I had a great time with Quan, which didn't shock me anyway because he's been doing things like this since we hooked up. He had booked us a suite in the casino for the night as well. When we arrived at the room he had rose petals leading from the door to the bed. There were rose petals in the bathtub as well. I don't know how he did it but there was a bath already drawn and the water was nice and hot. We undressed and relaxed in the bathtub. We sat there for a while he gave a nice foot massage while we sat there. He even washed me from head to toe. When we got out of the tub he carried me to the bed and began to devour my pussy like he never did it before. Now we've had sex numerous times but this time was different, we made love that night. He ate my pussy from the front and the back he even tossed my salad while he was at it. He ate my pussy until I could no longer take it and had to push him off me. I do suck dick but I don't always want to do it, but that night I wanted to make him feel the same way he had made me feel only moments before. I'm not to experienced at giving head so I don't know all the tricks of the trade but I was determined make sure he busted a nut from me giving him head before he inserted Mr. Mandingo inside of me. Twenty minutes went by and I finally got what I wanted he busted all over my chest. From there it only got better. We did it from the front, from the back, on our sides, sitting up, standing up, shit you name it we did it. By the time we finished my body was exhausted and my hair was jacked the fuck up, but it was worth it.