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squeezed her plump, perfect titties. “ Fuck me, you troll! Fuck me, you fat, ugly mothafucka!”
    She lifted her long, beautiful legs high in the air, then brought them down and wrapped them tightly around Ace’s back. “Fuck this pretty-pretty, you ape-ass, bitch! Beat it up! Fuck it right! I said fuck it right , goddammit!”
    “Chump muh’fucka!” Pluto muttered as he stepped fully into the office and headed toward the bathroom. Ace jumped and stood up. His dick fell outta Salida with a loud sucking noise, and Pluto made sure the toilet plunger brushed against his manz ass as he passed by.
    “Ay, what the fuck!” Ace barked. “Nigga you can’t knock first?”
    Pluto smirked as he slid his eyes over Ace’s shoulder and copped a peek at Salida’s fat, glistening pussy.
    “Knock for what, man? I’m on the job, muh’fuckah! You digging ya head up in a shit hole and I’m about to dig my hand up in one.”
    Pluto walked into the bathroom and slammed the door on the loud curses that were falling outta Salida’s grimy mouth. Shit was starting to make a whole lot more sense now. Yeah, now he knew why Ace was always so amped on every stupid thing that came outta 7:30’s mouth.
    He couldn’t believe some of the shit his boy Ace was talking these days. He couldn’t believe his manz was boning G’s conniving old bitch neither, and Pluto wondered what other grimy secrets that niggah had been hiding from him too.
     

 
    CHAPTER 6
     
     
    The last 24 hours had been mad crazy and I was dog-ass tired, but that didn’t stop Flex from trying to talk me to death.
    “You hungry, Juicy?” he asked me. “I ain’t no cook but I had my boy pick up some grub cause I know how shitty they be feeding you in the joint.”
    We went back in the kitchen where he pulled all kinds of good stuff out the fridge. There was Chinese food, deep fried shrimp, a whole sausage pizza, and some hot wings with blue cheese dressing. We piled our plates up and he put mine in the microwave first, and once it was hot he put his in next.
    “What you wanna drink? I got come Corona, some Olde E, apple juice, quarter waters, and a Sprite.”
    “Sprite.” 
    We took our plates out to the living room, and Flex started reminiscing about how good shit used to be when we were growing up.
    “Our block was always on jam, man,” he said all excited. His eyes lit up like he was reliving his childhood. “Your grandmother used to have some crazy rent parties! She would tell me and Jimmy to stay in the backroom, and our bad asses would sneak out in the kitchen and try to eat up all the food!”
    “She used to whip the hell outta y’all too!” I laughed. “But Jimmy didn’t care. That boy was hardheaded and he could take an ass whipping. It didn’t matter how much she tore him up, he still did whatever he wanted to do.”
    “Yeah he did,” Flex nodded. “I remember that day he threw your cat Fay-Fay out the window.”
    “Fee-Fee!” I screamed. “Her name was Fee-Fee! ”
    “Yeah, Fee-Fee. That wasn’t the first time he threw her ass out there, you know. He had tossed her down a couple of times before and ain’t nothing happen. He couldn’t understand why she just upped and died that last time, man. It was crazy.”
    “ Jimmy was crazy,” I said softly, missing my brother so, so much.
    “Did you know our mothers used to run the streets together back in the day?” he asked. “Probably before we could even remember?”
    I nodded. “I think I remember hearing that. My grandmother might have told me.”
    “Yeah, they did. They got high together and sold pussy too. Our families was tight like that. That’s why it hurt me so bad when I heard your grandmother had passed. I tried to give you some sympathy at her funeral but G had you locked up tight. I couldn’t even get close to you.”
    I shrugged. G had been a big blocker, so I wasn’t surprised. 
    “You know, a lot of bad shit happened to me in Harlem, but I came back strong,” Flex