Taka

She climbed the stairs to the neat three story luxury garden style apartment, with a feeling of filth engulfing itself around her, for she knew what waited in apt. 3B.

Clad in a pair of wash dye PePe jeans, white on white Nike Airs and a sleeveless halter top bearing the Baby Phat signature cat directly in the center, she climbed the stairs.

Damn Mikki was getting tired of this, so tired of him.

Today she had in mind to end things completely with him. And then maybe the recent attack of migraine headaches would stop.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.

“It's about fucking time your ass got here. Shit I've been hard almost an hour,” a deep voice greeted her.

“I had to wait on the 59 bus.”

“I've told you before that I'd get you a ride that is if your pretty ass would simply make a few runs for me.”

“Please Dyshun, don't start that again. I told you I don't want anything to do with that.”

 “I know what your problem is. You think that you're too cute to make the runs but your pretty ass don't have a problem spending the funds.”

 Mikki signed.

 “I'm sick of this shit,” she muttered as she backed towards the door.

“And just where do you think you're going?” he asked, now blocking the door.

Dyshun was a cute brown-skin guy about 5/8 175 pounds, he's put you in the mind of Nas, the rapper.

He ran a hand through her shoulder length honey blonde hair, “Um, looks like you need a Doobie and I guess that that little waitress job ain't paying enough to keep you so pretty.”

Sometimes she really couldn't stand him and now was starting to be one of those times.

“Dyshun, why does it have to be like this every time I come here? You know I liked you before you started giving me money. You're the one who said you weren't ready for titles.”

 Shit, not that titles talk again, that shit was like entrapment for a brother.

Time for a subject change.

 He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Unbuttoning her jeans and pushing them down past her hips, “um you are so sexy”, he whispered, while dropping candy kisses on her navel. He threw her white silky thongs across the room and together they tumbled over onto the couch. Her creamy skin was driving him nuts. Dyshun was beat over her banging looks. Little mami was,5'4,135 pounds, small curvy waist, nice tight peach ass, shapely legs and a set of tits that would make one beg to be breast feed. Her natural 40DD breast were firm but not rock hard, just soft enough for one to lose themselves in suckage.

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