Dangerous Loops

By Rex C.D. Lee

You are welcomed to take a mental journey with me through the inner streets of (Kings County) Brooklyn, New York in a novel like never before. A novel so close and reflecting the real streets of Brooklyn and many struggles everyday people face daily. You will actually feel as if you are in the story walking right beside the characters.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Global Summit House
• Release date: Mar 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648264542

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Dangerous Loops

Rex C.D. Lee

Copyright © Rex C.D. Lee.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher, except by reviewers, who may quote brief passages in a review.

ISBN: 978-1-64826-470-2 (Paperback Edition)

ISBN: 978-1-64826-491-7 (Hardcover Edition)

ISBN: 978-1-64826-454-2 (E-book Edition)

Some characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 1

Dollar Bill lay with his hands behind his head staring at his mirror filled ceiling thinking [Just another day in my Life, a day shorter to death, and hopefully one closer to success!] Dollar cell phone vibrated his night stand as he reached up to check the text message. [Meet at the castle in two, NEXT]

I hope it don’t be one of those long bag up days. he reached for the clipped Dutch master Blunt he left in the lamp ashtray. He grabbed the lighter beside it and lit the blunt as he rose from his bed and walked to the bathroom. Dollar glanced into the sink mirror as he inhaled on the ganja. His stomach started singing hunger songs as he strolled over to the toilet to release his morning spirit. Then inhaled the last of the clip tossing it in the toilet, then flushed it. He gazed at his 6"ft even 197 pound frame in his floor to ceiling mirror on the back of the bathroom door. Admiring his well defined chest and thick six pack. As he brushed his teeth, flossed, then threw hot water on his face. He took off his do-rag and brushed his ocean waves. Until his stomach sung a higher tune.

Damn, I gotta get my grub on. I guess I’ll stop by the I-Hop on the way to the castle.

Dollar exited the bathroom and went back over to his bed headboard. Pulled a lose piece of wood from underneath it’s mirror and removed a wad of $50 dollar bills along with a colt 45 automatic pistol. He pressed the safety button on. Then threw the wad of money on the bed and walked towards his walk in closet. He opened the door and flicked on the light switch. Damn, I gotta remind myself to go shopping soon. This shit looks kinda ancient now. He thought as he walked inside to the right side of the closet. Pressed a small button with the heel of his foot and watched the wall slide open revealing nine pistols and a inside wall safe. He placed the 45 colt in between three pieces of wood sticking out the wall to hold the gun in place. (on the wall) As he gazed at all the guns from his 45 colt to his 9-Rugger, chrome 357 Rugger with a black rubber grip, long nose, Black 9-Lugger (baby Uzi style), 10 MM, 44 Chrome snub nose with a dog face on the rubber grip handle, Twin 45 Smith & Wesson, Both black with wooden handles, 8 shot sawed off shot gun with cooler, and 380 browning with wooden handle.

Hmm, let’s see who’s gonna be the lucky bitch today? I guess it’ll be you Slow-mo, cause one hit from you a have ‘em moving in slow motion. He reached and grabbed his 10MM, removed the safety off it. Then closed the wall back as he gazed at his clothes collection, grabbed a dark green Roc-a-Wear button down shirt with a pair of navy blue Roc-a-wear jeans. Along with his dark green timberland boots. He placed the 10MM in the left boot and exited the closet. He laid the clothes neatly on his bed, beside the wad of money, and put the timb’s on the floor next to the bed. Then walked to his underwear drawer, picking out a pair of dark green Hanes boxers and tank top with blue & green Roc-a-wear socks. Before he went and took a shower, He turned on the stereo with the remote, that was resting on his head board.

Hot 97.1 fm was playing Biggie, Lil Kim, & Cease old song (Get Money) Dollar started making up his own words to the song as he got dressed. All I do is GET MONEY, when I’m feeling depressed I GET MONEY, when you start bragging too much I GET MONEY. Then when you find out you been had, you’ll have no choice but to GET MONEY. That’s why the names Dollar Bill cause I GET MONEY".

He smiled at his self in the mirror after he was fully dressed. Then grabbed the wad of money and pocket it, before he Sat down and took slow-mo out his boot, placed it on the bed beside him as he put on his timbs. (RAIN ON ME) by Ashanti was on the radio now. He got up grabbed slow-mo. Placed him in the small of his back, then walked in the closet again to grab a dark green with navy blue collar Roc-a-wear puffy coat. Put it on then locked the closet with the key that was already in the door. He walked back to the bed and quickly made it up. Then cut off the radio that now was playing Milk Shake, (remix) by Kelis feat. LaLa.

Dollar snatched his keys off the night stand and started feeling the buzz from the clipped blunt from earlier declining as he exited his room. Walked downstairs’ to the kitchen got a vanilla nutriment out the refrigerator with a glazed donut wrapped in plastic. Then walked out the house, pressed his car alarm off on his key chain for his smoke gray Cadillac XLR. With black slightly tinted windows, black-bra on the front of the car with fog lights on the bottom, and drop top. With rims it came with and a built in system to start a block party. Every time he gazed at his ride, he couldn’t help but smile and dwell on how the team and him was coming up in the world of lustful things. Soon they wouldn’t have to live by the wild ghetto laws. That the government try to make us believe we suppose to live by the success in a world of born success. Dollar & his team were getting a little reputation in these Brooklyn streets. They had only two drug spots with a great connect that could get them any type of drug they needed. Though, they were also still known for robberies. They stuck everything & everyone acting like they had endless money. No matter if it was a corner store, hair salon, sneaker store, jewelry store, hustler on the corner, drug spot, entertainer’s or Willie house. It was got with no remorse. Just thoughts of elevating, people even started contacting them if they wanted somebody or someplace stuck up.

Though Dollar knew if their money flow kept flowing in at the rate it was now. They wouldn’t need the S.U’s (Stick Ups) anymore. Unless someone be fronting so hard that he have to get got. Like Mos Def said back in a song. Some might call it hating, but on these Brooklyn streets. They don’t like people who brag all day and all night, about their cars, jewelry, and how much money they are holding in their house alone. Trying to belittle everybody around them. Like them kids with only mothers in there lives, or only fathers, Because the other parent left them when times got to hard; or kids with both parents smoking crilz(CRACK) or sniffing girl (COKE) or shooting up dog food (DOPE) in there arms. Along with most of the youth puffing trees (MARIJUANA). To escape from their crucial reality life in Brooklyn. Most struggling so long that there only thoughts are on how to seek more money. Which brings more problems, that most likely lead to more black on black homicide, or trapped in new plantations (PRISONS). That make one realize what life is really about, plus how long it will take you to get out. No matter the cost, they don’t allow people stunting to hard in there hood, (GHETTO). With out spreading love, helping out at least around the slums they grew up in.

Dollar Bill got in his XLR and threw in The Diary Of Alicia Keys cd. Pressed the skip button until (U DON’T KNOW MY NAME) blared out of his Pioneer speakers, as he pulled out the parking spot.

When Dollar arrived at the castle (A tall 25 Floor apartment Building). He seen Rugger standing in front of the building with Life. Rugger who was wearing 6 Gold Chains with a medallion on each one. He was dressed in a Red Sean John hooded sweater and Red Timbs. His braids hung down above his eye’s. Dollar could see Rugger getting hyper when he pulled up on the block. He seen all them gold and diamond teeth shinning in his mouth. Standing at his full 5’8 inches. Life was dressed in a green Roc a Wear sweat suit. With specks (round shape glasses) on his face. Two chains with ankhs on his neck. Along with some green and white Nikes on his feet, standing at 6’2. Life and Rugger started to walk to Dollar’s car as he was stepping out. Dollar said What’s up? as he smirked.

What’s up?

Al-Sport is upstairs waiting for us with Tiny Life said

Damn, Rugger, I didn’t see that chain before, Dollar touched the diamond skeleton head.

You like it Rugger replied

Yeah, that is kinda hot

I got it off this front’ in ass dude last night, Life got that Cuban Linx chain from his man

Plus we got a 9-browing and a tray -8 special off them. Life said

WORD

Yeah, they was acting as if it couldn’t happen, and you know me Rugger smirked at Dollar

Yeah I do, let’s go get this over with, I know Al is probably smacking up Kevin, up there by now

Why?, money fucked up again Rugger asked

Yeah it’s short a buck Dollar replied

So what’s this the third time? Life asked

Yeah, Dollar, you can’t stand up for him this time, he is expecting that Rugger screamed

Not this time, he gotta learn his lesson this time

Now that’s what I am talking about Rugger said punching his fist into his hand.

Come on ya’ll, Rugger lead the way into the building. They ran up the stairs to the 4th Floor. Where they had, had an apartment that they took from K to distribute there drugs out off. The apartment was really starting to pick up in sales, incredibly, in only a seven month period, going from five hundred a night, to five thousand a night. Not counting the shorts that came up later.

[KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK]

Tiny peeked threw the peephole, then opened the three locks on the door to let them in. What’s up Tiny Rugger said as he walked pass her

What’s up?

Hey Tiffany, oops I mean Tiny Life said with a sly smile on his face.

What’s up Lance, oops, I mean Life she replied with a sneer in her face.

How you? Dollar said

Hey Dollar, I’m just chilling you know, Al is in the room waiting for us

Where is K at?

Al sent him to the store, to get some more bags Tiny closed and locked the door. Tiny was 5’1 with a hour glass figure, of 34 C, 28, 38. She was the only woman he trusted. She had on a baby blue Lady Enyce shirt, with her tone stomach showing. Black Enyce jean fitting to a tee. Along with some baby blue and white Air Max’s on her feet. She had shoulder length hair, with pretty chinky eye’s. That seem to make people want to protect her for life. After just one glance at her. Though she might look innocent as a lady bug she has no remorse for no one, if they did her or her money wrong.

Tiny and Dollar walked to the back room together. Tiny had a crush on Dollar ever since his name was only David Harrell, from 23 public school. When they use to go to the same day care center in Tompkins Projects. Dollar had her by three years in age though. They entered the room where, Al-Sport was playing play station two. Al-Sport was 6’1, he wore dark green Roc a Wear jeans, a green Roc a Wear shirt, dark green timbs with a dark green du-rag. A Cuban Linx chain, with the Devils Head hanging from it. Rugger jumped on the bed, pulled out his two Beretta-9’s and placed them on the bed beside him as he laid down.

What’s up Al Dollar asked.

Yo Dollar, you ain’t gonna save K crack head ass this time. Al said while still playing the game.

Nah, it’s ya’ll call this time Dollar replied

Good, cause he need some disciplining.

Yeah, I know, what’s up with the work Dollar asked

It’s only a G (thousand) and change left, the money is in the closet Tiny said.

So where is L-Kay and Glock at?

I told them they could bounce, until tonight Al replied. Life walked over to the closet, and removed a book bag that had stacks of money in it. He walked over to the bed and emptied the bag on the bed next to Rugger. Al-Sport stopped playing the game and cut of the TV and the game. As he got up and walked to the bed also, followed by Dollar Bill and Tiny. They all grabbed stacks of rubber banded wrapped thousand dollar stacks in 50 dollar bills 20’s, 10’s, 5’s and 1’s. They all started counting the funds which added up to $48, 300. It was only 300 in singles.

How much work you said is left again? Dollar asked.

L-Kay said a G and some Al-Sport answered. While Tiny started counting the bags of cracks left.

It’s only $1,450 here. She said.

WHAT! Al screamed in anger.

So we short about hhhhmmmm, $250 right! Life asked

I’m gonna beat the shit out that Motha Fucka Rugger said

At least it aint as bad as last time Life replied. Al-Sport’s temper boiled.

Fuck that, text L-Kay and Glock, and tell them we are having an emergency meeting, And when Kevin get’s back, that Motha Fucka ain’t going anywhere.

Yeah we are gonna get to the bottom of this shit. Rugger said, as he grabbed his two 9’s. Life got up to.

Man I’m gonna find Kevin ass right now, how long ago you sent him to the store Al.

Like a half hour ago. Tiny got up off the bed and walked to get her cell phone. That was laying on the dresser, to text L-Kay and Glock. She put 911 at the end of the message.

Dollar was stuck in thought [ If Al and them act like this over a little ass $250 out of 55 thousand. Rather 50 g’s, after we paid all the workers. Damn I could just imagine when the pot thickens.] Dollar got up from the bed, as he blocked out them thoughts.

Hold up Y’all, it’s only $250 out of 50 g’s missing, that’s petty loot.

Al-Sport glanced at Dollar Bill and inhaled a deep breath.

Yeah Dollar, it was only a petty 395 last time, what it’s gonna be next time huh? A petty $1600. Fuck that! We gotta set an example now. Before we open them other two spots up. Tiny, Dollar and Life, just stood there gazing at Al-Sport.

He’s right Rugger said as he laid against the head board.

Example it is Dollar said. Tiny heard the door open. So she went out to tell Kevin about the meeting, and for him to stay put.

K!, we are about to have a meeting, and you are included, so don’t go nowhere.

Tiny, is Dollar here yet. Kevin asked.

Yeah he is back there.

Good cause I need to talk to him. Tiny just smirked at him, when her phone rang.

Speak!

What’s up, this is L-Kay Tiny.

Is Glock with you?

Yeah he right here, Why what’s up?

Good, Dollar and Al called an emergency meeting, they wanted ya’ll here an hour ago.

"It’s that bad huh?’

Just hurry up and get up here.

Is Rugger there.

Yeah, he’s here too, and he’s mad as shit, playing with them thangs. Wondering what’s taking ya’ll so long, waiting all this time talking to me on this line.

Ok, I feel you T, we are on our way. Tiny clicked off her cell phone and walked towards the back room.

Tiny, can you tell Dollar to come out here, so I can speak to him

You will speak to him soon enough

Come on Tiny please

I will tell him, but don’t think he is gonna save your ass this time, I know you gassed Glock to give you some extra shit on the low. You probably caught the sticky hand to.

Come on Tiny, you know I wouldn’t do that, Glock probably took some to get some money on the side. Besides, he was quick to leave right.

Tiny sneered at him Well we will see in a minute won’t we Tiny opened the door to the room, as she heard K beg.

Tiny, please do that for me? She sucked her teeth, Dollar, Kevin want’s to talk to you

Al-Sport screamed with anger OOOh Hell No!, that Motha Fucka think he is gonna talk his way out of an ass whipping again. Not this time Dollar

Be easy Al, I’m a talk to his ass, but ain’t no saving this time

Yeah alright, now remember that Dollar walked out the room and saw Kevin smile. As soon as he emerged out the room

What up?

Dollar, they gonna try to blame me for Glock doing.

What you talking about

I know they told you some money is missing.

It is? Dollar played dumb.

Yeah, they didn’t tell you.

Not really, why don’t you tell me what’s up.

Come on Dollar, I know you know about it. You know about everything. I think Glock be dipping in the pot, I’m not saying he smoking or anything, but he is doing something.

Oh Really Dollar wanted to smack Kevin, but held back his anger.

Yeah, he been acting funny lately. Kevin said

Well I will see about that when he get-

[KNOC,KNOCK, KNOCK]

Here. Dollar glanced at the door then at Kevin. Get the door. he said as he nodded his head towards the door. Kevin went and peeked through the peep hole and saw L-Kay and Glock’s contorted up faces. As his insides shook. Wondering if Dollar or Tiny will tell Glock. How he tried to put him in the hot seat. Knowing he was telling a bold face lie. To save his addicted ass. He opened the door as L-Kay and Glock walked pass him, not saying a word to him. They were both dressed in all black. You would have thought they were twins. If it wasn’t for their face’s. L-Kay was Black as tar, while Glock was light brown with curly hair, that clearly showed he was Spanish.

What’s up Dollar? L-Kay said.

We got here as soon as we could. Glock blurted out

That’s respect After the words left Dollar’s mouth, noticing how quite K was now.

Come on ya’ll, the meeting could starting now. They all followed Dollar towards the back room. Dollar knocked on the door were Al-Sport and the crew was.

Meeting time. He yelled as Tiny opened the door. Tiny lead the way to the next room. Where there was a big table with six chair’s around it. And a wooden bar in the corner, with four stool’s in front of it. Everybody piled up in the room. Dollar and Tiny sat down on two of the stools. While Life, Al-Sport, L-Kay and Glock sat at the round table. Rugger stood. While Kevin asked walking towards the bar.

Can I get anyone a drink?

NO! Dollar said, as he glanced at Al-Sport to start the meeting. Al-Sport rose out his seat to speak.

We are gathered here today, to address this petty problem we have been having lately. I don’t know if ya’ll think we are getting enough money to not mind missing a few dollars every now and then. But I basically don’t appreciate coming up short with nothing. Do we come up short when it’s time to pay ya’ll? L-Kay, Glock, and Kevin all said NO! with a chanting type of voice.

Okay then, so why should our money be short.! L-Kay glared at Kevin knowing everything was right and exact two days ago when he counted it himself. He had to even put in $20.00 out of his own pocked to make sure it was correct. Rugger spoke up next as he stared at L-Kay and Kevin.

Now it’s someone’s time to come clean and release there sin. Or else let the judgment trial begin.

L-Kay, spoke first all the money was right and exact two days ago when I counted it before I left, I even added a 20 to make sure of that.

Glock spoke next. I put all the money in the bag every time it adds up to a G, I gave Kevin begging ass four nickel bags the other day. He claimed he was going to give it back to me before that night was out. But, he never did and I forgot the next day to put it back in, but I got the $20 right here Glock pulled out his little wad of money and placed the $20 on the table. Kevin stood quiet at first until everyone gazed his way.

I-I-I-I was gonna put it back in.

Rugger got upset What!

How much did you plan on putting back? Life asked

The $20 dollars he gave me.

What about the rest you took without them knowing about. Life asked as he stood up.

What, I-I-I- didn’t take no-o-o-thing else.

AL-Sport walked over to Kevin and grabbed him by the collar. You’re sure stuttering a lot today, you wouldn’t be lying to us would you?

I-I-I- didn’t take it, besides this is my place ya’ll turned into a pharmacy. I should get something extra.

So you think you gonna keep taking money under our noses because this was your crib. Man, this ain’t your fucking crib no more. It’s our crib and motha fucka we pay your crack head ass more than enough money for this place.

But, I didn’t do it, Glock probably took it.

Glock jumped up. What motherfucker.

Yeah, look how quick he was to put his money on the table.

Glock got frustrated. What motherfucker, you trying to blame shit on me, I’ll whip your ass mothafucka.

Al-Sport let Kevin’s collar go and glared at Glock.

Yo Al, this dude is lying on me, he told me he would handle the rest last night when I had to go home to meet EB.

Al-Sport walked to the bar and unplugged an extension cord and wrapped it around his hand as Dollar and Tiny just watched from afar.

Al, you know I never came up short with nothing before. This motha fucka is lying on my name.

Kevin, why is that, that Glock never ever came up short until we started slanging out of your place. Rugger asked.

HUH!

Yeah, you heard Rugger, why is that? Al asked walking back over towards Kevin with the extension cord in hand.

Kevin couldn’t answer them, so he tried to make a dash for the door.

Rugger side stepped and punched Kevin right in the mouth, making his bottom lip burst. Stopping him from running making him hold his lip as blood gushed out.

You fucking lying motha fucka Rugger said as he punched him two more times in the face. Al-Sport stepped up with the cord held high over his head and spoke with every lash to Kevin’s body.

What [whop] you [whop] lie [whop] to [whop] me [whop] for [whop] Kevin screamed in pain.

Dollar please, stop him he ran to Dollar as Dollar rose off his stool with Tiny standing up right beside him. Kevin tried to grab on to Dollar. But he pushed his arms down and punched Kevin in the face with four rapid straight jabs like he was Roy Jones. Before Tiny kicked him back over to where Rugger and Al-Sport was standing. Al got even madder at his cry for help. Motha fucka [whop] you [whop] always [whop] think [whop] Dollar [whop] gonna [whop] save [whop] your [whop] ass [whop] this [whop] time [whop] Al-Sport had to catch his breath as everybody in the room watched a grown man cry like a baby in the middle of the floor.

When Al got his breath back he kicked Kevin in his head. Life, L-Kay, Glock, whip his lying ass and make him never want to fuck up money again. They all got up and walked over to Kevin who was still on the floor with blood gushing.

Nooo, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again?

Oh, we know you won’t Life said as he kicked him in the face with his uptown’s. L-Kay and Glock followed suit. After they kicked and stomped Kevin for at least 20 minute’s. Dollar gave Al-Sport the nod that, that was enough. Which Al knew it was enough 15 minutes ago. But he just wanted to see how long Dollar was going to let it continue on. That’s enough

Life, L-Kay and Glock stopped kicking and stomping Kevin. As Rugger walked over and kicked Kevin in the ribs, three hard times. Don’t ever steal from us again mothafucka.

Kevin was on the floor in the corner whining like a misfit child who just received his punishment. Tiny walked over to Rugger side. Don’t ya’ll think we should get some more work?

Yeah, let’s go handle our business Rugger agreed. Al-Sport glanced at Kevin on the floor, then at L-Kay, Life and Glock. Yo Life, stay here with Glock and finish up the work and make sure his bitchass don’t go no where but the bathroom.

I-I-ght Al, I got it

Dollar walked to the door as Rugger opened it. Let’s go Rugger said. Tiny went and grabbed the bag of money as L-Kay followed Dollar, Rugger & Al-Sport out the door.

Life lock the door Tiny said.

*   *   *   *   *

Al-Sport pressed the alarm for his money green Range Rover.

Tiny, you and L-Kay drive my ride. Rugger said handing her the keys to his gold Ford Expedition as he jumped in the backseat of Al-Sports Range Rover, with Dollar in the passenger seat next to Al. Tiny walked up the block to the gold Expedition with the bag of money on one shoulder. She pressed the alarm off, so L-Kay could get in the passenger side. Then she got in and tossed the bag in the back seat and pulled out behind Al-Sport.

Knowing they had to go make a stop at the warehouse first. Al-Sport burst out with an unexpected laugh. Ya’ll seen his big ass crawling all over the place, like a fucking roach. Dollar and Rugger both chuckled.

Shit, I thought you was gonna kill him with that extension cord. Rugger said.

I couldn’t even fuck him up like I wanted to after that ass whipping.

Al just laughed again at Rugger’s words.

But did you see how he ran to his daddy Dollar for help only to catch them combos.

They all started cracking up. Word, I didn’t know you was gonna hit him like that.

Fuck you, Al. Dollar said.

Yeah Dollar, you put it on him. That’s why I had to give him a few more kicks. Rugger said.

That last kick looked like it broke a rib or something

I know right They all laughed again at Rugger dancing silly in the back seat.

Yo, how much money ya’ll got on ya’ll?, maybe we don’t have to go to the warehouse we already wasted enough time. Dollar said. Rugger pulled out a wad of money. I got Forty five Hundred on me.

Al-Sport and Dollar glanced at each other before Dollar asked. Damn Rugger, why you be carrying all that loot on you?

Just in case a time like this

I-I-ght good answer, well I got like two gee’s on me too. So let’s just go right to the bush.

Sounds good to me AL replied as he speed up gazing in his rear view mirror at the gold Expedition right behind them.

*   *   *   *   *

Tiny told L-Kay to put in LiL Kim’s La Bella Mafia cd

Yo T, you think we did the right thing?

What you mean

To Kevin

Ah, fuck Kevin, bet he’ll think twice before he do it again.

He could go tell the cops and get all of us off guard Tiny.

Then where he gonna live?

I don’t know

Don’t even entertain that thought Tiny said as she turned up Lil Kim song.

This is who I am and watched L-Kay wobble his head to the beat.

Chapter 2

Dawn woke up and noticed that Man did not come home for the third night in a row. She text him at least a hundred times over the past three days. She got up out her queen sized water bed and felt the fluffy carpet under her small feet. She went to the bathroom to urinate. Hoping nothing else but pee came down. She been having cramps for the last two days. She knew it was almost her time of the month. Though, She was happy to only see lite yellow toilet water when she flushed. [That mother fucker must think he’s god’s gift to women. Fuck him! He ain’t Michael Baisaden and Dough ain’t about to act like Olivia either. I don’t need him] She glanced in the mirror over the sink, as she washed her hands then washed her face with black soap. She thought she seen bags coming under her eye’s. [This bastard got me losing sleep over his ass, so what if he got Mandingo in his blood. With a little money, shoot he better realize what he got here, before he lose this] She rubbed her hands down the side of her Westing house high school t-shirt. She stood at 5’4, half Spanish/half black. With brown reddish hair that ran down to the middle of her back. She had beautiful cinnamon brown chinky eye’s. Nice 36 double C’s, with Serena Williams buttocks. She even wore a diamond ring on her left toe next to her pinky one. With pretty feet to wear sandals all year round. She only had on her t-shirt and thongs. Dough, started brushing her teeth and then went to the kitchen to make her some breakfast. She got out a frying pan placed it on the stove, opened the refrigerator and grabbed two eggs, turkey bacon, butter and some cheese and went to work on her breakfast.

The phone rung as soon as she placed her plate of food on the table.

Hello

Dough, this is Precious, what you doing?

Girl, how you gonna call me and ask me what I’m doing. That’s so rude!

Man, didn’t come home again huh?

Fuck Him!

Girl, you need to swat that fly.

You don’t have to worry about telling me that no more, once I see his ass I’m gonna tell him it’s over, shit I probably say it like Ashanti did.

Yeah, any way! Me and Nicky is on our way to your house, we gotta talk about that idea you came up with yesterday.

You got Nicky up this early in the morning?

Yeah she stayed over my house last night, Silk is on her way too. She spoke to Big John last night about that.

Word! Dough said. Thinking about how she was just talking out her ass and anger yesterday. While she was upset at Man along with her cramps. She inquired about starting their own drug business so they wouldn’t have to sit around working their asses off on their 9 to 5’s. While their suppose to be men hustle and make what they made in a year after tax refunds, in one day.

Dough, are you still there? Precious asked.

Yeah, I’m here Precious, and I’ll be here, now let me get back to my food before it get cold.

Alright, Nicky wake up.

Dough hung up the phone. She couldn’t believe her girls took her seriously. She knew Silk used to transport drugs for Big John before he blew up and started pushing major weight. He always told Silk if she needed anything don’t be afraid to ask. But she never thought she would really ask him about some drugs for them. Dough poured herself a glass of Tropicana orange juice to go with her food. Before she devoured it.

[BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ]

Dough finished the last bite of her eggs then opened the door after seeing Silk’s slim 5’6 frame through her peephole. Dressed in a blue silk shirt with skirt to match.

What’s up girl

What’s up Dough, did Precious and Nicky get here yet? Silk asked, looking around.

Nah, they’re on their way.

Girl, you just got up?

Dough glanced down at her t-shirt and smiled up at Silk. I was just finishing up my breakfast, come on in and let me slip on some sweats. Silk walked in as Dough went to her bedroom to put on some more clothes. Silk was about to close and lock the door when Nicky’s hand stopped the door from closing. Silk was shocked when somebody stopped the door from shutting. Her heart skipped three times faster than normal. Until she heard Nicky’s voice on the other side of he door.

Girl, let us in, what you trying to do leave us out here or something

Silk was relieved to hear her friends voice. She let the door swing open and watched Nicky push her way past her with her 5’5 frame looking like Tamala Jones twin sister. She was gorgeous. With a lot of sassiness mixed in. Silk turned back to face Precious who was walking towards the front door with a McDonalds bag in her hand. Precious was the tallest of them all. Standing at 5’9 with a 36-24-36 figure.

What up Silk?

Hey girl!

Where’s Dough?

She just went in the room to put something on.

Dough grabbed a pair of blue Enyce sweats and put them on. Then grabbed a pair of Lady Enyce socks and slipped them on. She wondered How far did Silk really go.

Dough Nicky called out from her room doorway. Standing in akimbo with her Dolce & Gabbana black jeans with a red Baby Phat t-shirt that stopped right above her belly button. Showing off her flat stomach, along with her red stiletto boots and black puffy Dolce & Gabbana coat.

Hey Nic, I was just about to come out.

Girl, look what your words done started now, a new La Bella Mafia. Look out Sofia.

Dough chuckled at Nicky in her doorway standing at akimbo with her head up. Girl get out of here with your silly ass. Dough said.

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Dough and Nicky joined Silk and Precious at the kitchen table. Where Precious had some hotcakes and sausage in front of her with a box of milk.

Girl, if I knew y’all was going to get some Micky-D’s, I would’ve told ya’ll to pick me up something Dough said.

I wasn’t going to stop until you mentioned something about breakfast over the phone.

Nicky grabbed the McDonalds bag off the table. Precious, you better not had took my extra syrup Precious glanced up at Nicky with a sly smile on her face.

No you didn’t, you better give me my syrup back.

What you talking ‘bout? Precious played dumb.

Alright, you wanna play Nicky snatched the sausage off Precious plastic plate. Precious jumped up. Stop playing Nicky, I’m hungry as a slave on the mayflower and you wanna snatch my meat.

Well you gonna be a vegetarian today if I don’t get my syrup back

Here girl, take your stinking syrup, I didn’t want it anyway She rolled her eye’s at Nicky making everybody snicker at Precious contorted face expression.

Look, at your starving ass about to go crazy over a piece of meat. Dough said.

Fuck you Dough! Precious replied, as she put her middle finger up while she traded Nicky the syrup for her sausage back.

Damn, I could just imagine if that was a piece of dick Dough said

"Girl, I would’ve whipped Nicky