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asked.
    "Nah... but his boy's name is Mike. He gave me his number."
    "Oh really," I said with a lil' hate in my tone.

EPIPHANY
    I dozed off watching the amateur night part of the Apollo when the phone rang and woke me. I debated on whether or not I should answer or let my machine pick it up. I looked at the caller ID and decided to answer.
    "Yo, what up ma, what you doing?"
    "Who's this," I said, knowing exactly who it was.
    "Damn after all the good ass pussy you been giving me, you still don't know who dis is?" he said.
    "Oh, hey C-God, what's up baby?"
    "I hope you and me, 'cause I'm in front of your crib."
    "So what, you tryin' to come in?"
    "Oh, no doubt, but for now why don't you throw on something and come take a ride with me."
    "Alright, I'll be out in five minutes," I said. I jumped up and threw on a pair of Gap jeans, a baby tee and a pair of Chanel shoes. Then, ran to the bathroom, took off my head scarf and combed down my wrap; brushed my teeth and put a little ' oh baby ' Mac gloss on my lips, with liner of course. When I got out to his truck, he was in the passenger's seat; I assumed he wanted me to drive.
    "So, where we going?" I asked.
    "Let's go get something to eat, 'cause a nigga starvin." I wasn't really hungry, but I could tell C had been drinking so maybe a little food would sober him up. I suggested Georgia Peach, this diner on Queens Boulevard. He already had his eyes closed and seat leaning all the way back; I guess it was left up to me.
    "Hey, wake up. I'm gonna just go place your order to go, what do you want?" I said.
    "Order me some chicken fingers and fries." After getting his food, I drove back to my place. He came in and fell out on my bed. Two months had past since I started fucking around exclusively with C and to my surprise I wasn't even tired of him yet.
    We had lots of fun together. He seems to be doing all the right things.
    Not only does he give up that paper willingly, but he makes me feel like I'm the sexiest bitch to ever walk the planet.
    Sometimes, we'll just take a late night ride, smoke some trees and listen to slow jams. I feel safe with him. Niggas know not to fuck with him either; he has a reputation for murdering niggas in a heartbeat, friend or foe. That's hard for me to believe because I haven't seen that side of him yet. Although, I did hear him talking on his cell to his boy Mike about some cat that got the Carolinas and Virginia on lock and be selling his weight for cheap prices, so his clientele is large.
    "Yo, I want you and Ness to keep an eye on that nigga. Find out who else he down with 'cause that nigga trying to stop me from eating yo, and it ain't gon' happen, son. What, yo! Just do what the fuck I said and holla back from a pay phone. A'ight, out!"
    I walked in the room right as he slammed the hood down on his Nextel, feeling kind of turned on by his authority.
    "What up ma?" he asked.
    "I'm about to show you," I said, as I kneeled down on my knees and unzipped his pants. I began to deep throat his thick 10 1/2 inches of hardness.
    "Umm, damn, that's what's up. You tryin' to turn a nigga out or something? Don't stop." He moaned and moaned some more.
    I knew I had him right where I wanted him. His body started to jerk as he clutched on to the edge of the bed and began to breath heavy. "Oh shit, I'm about to cum," he said. Normally at that point I would have stopped, but his excitement made my pussy start to cum as well; so instead of stopping I drank them babies.
    "C, next weekend my girl Keisha... you remember Keisha, right?"
    "Yeah, she kinda short-brown skin, right?"
    "Uh huh, that's her."
    "Who she fuck with?" he inquired.
    "This guy named Tucker."
    "From where?" he continued.
    "He's from Brooklyn, but they live together out here in Jamaica. Anyway, listen, she's baptizing their son and I'm gonna to be the godmother, you wanna come with me?"
    "Nah, that ain't my type of party," he said.
    I got a little attitude. Shit, after one of my best head jobs "no" was