Lovely Vines. Tondria Leatrice
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Tee said, “This a nice find, fam. What do you want me to do with all these file cabinets and furniture?”
Skunk said, “Take it to your warehouse. This building has been empty for a while. The previous owner passed away and didn’t have any family.”
Tee said, “That’s fucked up, fam. Some of these items are antiques. Look at this!”
Skunk said, “I’ll pay an antique expert to see what we found. I don’t know what the fuck I’m looking at, fam.”
Tee said, “When do you want me to start knocking walls down?”
Skunk said, “Hold on, fam, let me see first. We can go through the cabinets at your warehouse first. Look at these files, fam. This man had money everywhere. I need my lawyer to look at all the files in these cabinets.”
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When he finished, he went over to his mother’s house to eat and meet up with his brothers, and they gathered around the big table talking, and no phones or electronics were allowed.
Marsha said, “I’m pleased with the business profit. I know your father is going to be pleased.”
Jean said, “Pass me the wine, please. Where are your brothers’?”
Merch said, “On the porch using their phone before coming in.”
Marsha said, “Well, let’s eat. When am I going to be a grandmother?”
Jean said, “Long as…it’s not by none of them stripper girls.”
Marsha said, “Amen to that.”
Skunk said, “I’m not having kids until I’m married.”
Jean said, “Hey, son!”
Marsha said, “Hello, son!”
Ishmael said, “Hi, Mothers. Isaiah had to go meet up with his coach. He’ll be right back.”
Skunk said, “Mom want grandkids.”
Ishmael said, “I’m not ready for all that.”
Merch said, “I’ll give you some when I find some wives. I meant wife.”
Skunk said, “Look at this.”
Marsha said, “Who is that for?”
Jean said, “Seriously. Who? That ex-stripper girl?”
Ishmael said, “He about to get beat by both moms.”
Marsha said, “I didn’t hear or see anything funny.”
Jean said, “No! Merch about to get beat. He keeps trying to sneak diss.”
Merch said, “What I do? Mama Jean, I wouldn’t dare sneak diss.”
Merch chuckled because he knew his brother loved Tara. She was one of the good girls just trying to fit in and make a quick dollar. He also knew his mothers weren’t going for no ex-stripper.
Merch saw the look in Jean’s eyes when he said “wives,” so he knew to shut the fuck up.
Skunk said, “Never mind.”
When everyone finished supper, they went about their way in the house, packing for their mother’s move.
Skunk saw Lois in the kitchen drinking with his mom, and he just knew Adana wasn’t far behind.
He made his way out the door because every time he saw her, it made Skunk want to fuck her more. He didn’t want to start daydreaming and get his dick hard in front of his mom or hers, so he went to the car to blaze.
Skunk’s text to Tara: “I was having supper with my family, sorry I missed your call. What’s up?”
Tara’s text to Skunk: “Nothing…just checking on my baby :)”
Skunk’s text to Tara: “I’ll see you tomorrow, GN.”
Tara’s text to Skunk: “So, you’re not coming over? :(”
Skunk’s text to Tara: “I’m tired, and I don’t feel like driving that way baby.”
Tara’s text to Skunk: “YEAH, WHATEVER! I’LL JUST STAY AT QUEEN’S TONIGHT…”
Skunk’s text to Tara: “Take your ass home.”
Skunk’s text to Tara: “I’m not playing.”
Skunk’s text to Tara: “Tara? You see me texting you.”
Skunk’s text to Tara: “I’m on my way to Queen’s think I’m playing.”
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Skunk said, “What the fuck!”
“Open the door,” Adana said, as she banged on the window. “Stop banging on my window,” Skunk shouted.
Adana said, “I saw you come out. Put that thing down before it goes off.”
Skunk said, “Woman….don’t be walking up on me like that.”
Adana said, “What are you smoking? May I get in?”
Skunk said, “Get in! When you start smoking?”
Adana said, “When we were in the eighth grade. What do you have that thing for?”
Skunk said, “For protection. Niggas won’t catch me slipping anymore. Then muthafuckas are walking up knocking on windows.”
Adana said, “What’s your problem? I’m not a muthafucka, Sem.”
She punched him in his arm. Little did she know that shit turned him on.
Skunk said, “Baby-ass punches. When you get tough? Here’s a flame for you, and I’ll finish mines.”
Adana said, “Oh. You can’t smoke with me?”
Skunk said, “Your DNA, fiancé DNA, and his new bitch DNA. Here’s your flame.”
She went to punch him in his arm again, and he grabbed her hand, placing it on his dick so she could see how hard it was.
Adana said, “You play too much.”
Skunk said, “I’m not playing. This what your hands are for, Adana, not hitting.”
Adana said, “I see you act shy around me, but you’re nasty.”
Skunk