Nude Awakening by Victor L. Martin Page A

just tryin’ to make a nigga jealous? He continued to flip his jealous thoughts around. Swagga wondered if Kandi had told anyone about that night he proposed to her and gave her a chunky diamond ring. She had said yes through real tears. Deep down through all the bullshit, he knew she was the only woman that genuinely loved him through all his drama and not for his money. When he told a few of his friends, he was clowned.
    “Nigga! You musta been on the Kush fo’ real!”
    “Man, how you gonna marry a bitch dat eat dick for a livin’?”
    Swagga was dissed hard by his crew and a few other known rappers. To save his street reputation, he made a move to erase his sucka for love status by hooking up with Deja Pink. He purposefully allowed the sex tape to leak. Kandi was crushed when she found out about it. Swagga could not be viewed as a sucka for love, so he fronted as if he did not give a fuck. Behind closed doors, he was heartbroken to have loved and lost. His mind was made up. Somehow, he would get this Trevon bama out of the picture and find a way to get Kandi back. Once that was done, he would cut all the side bitches off, including the two baby momma’s he was fucking and just focus on loving Kandi. Fuck what people gon’ say!

     
     

CHAPTER
    ELEVEN
    Sunset Island, Miami Beach
     
    Janelle lay out by the pool with her pit bull reading a paperback novel when Jurnee sashayed toward her. She lowered the book by Ne Ne Capri, The Pussy Trap, then rubbed the hackles down on the dog’s thick neck.
    “How did it go?” Janelle asked as Jurnee slid a chair beside her.
    “Wild,” Jurnee replied, sitting her brown gator purse on her lap. “Trevon will need to tighten up on his oral skills, but I think he’ll work out.”
    “Was it tempting?” Janelle sat up from the chaise lounge to adjust her yellow triangle bikini top.
    “Girl, you better be glad I’m a professional, because it was a challenge not to jump on that dick!” Jurnee stated, telling the truth.
    “How did Kandi do?” Janelle asked, grinning at Jurnee’s comment.
    “She sucked his soul out. Their chemistry was . . . Wow! They both wanted to do it so bad that they became frustrated. When you do let him fuck Kandi, I will envy her because Trevon is going to go wild!”
    Janelle smiled. “I want their attraction and lust to pour into the camera. I will let Kandi be with him in his debut film. Where is Kandi anyway? I thought she went with you to get fancy.”
    “I dropped her off. She’s home.”
    Janelle looked down at her pedicured toes. “There is something unique about Trevon that I can’t put my finger on right now.”
    “Why do you say that?”
    “I think he—I don’t know, but he just seems different. I just get these vibes from him.”
    Jurnee looked down at the sharp crease lines on her Carolina blue slacks.
    “Got an idea on how the theme will be for the film?” Jurnee asked.
    Janelle sat back, crossing her ankles as the sun heated her oily skin. “A coming home from prison theme will work. That’s the idea I want to run with for the first film.”
    “Any anal?”
    “Not yet. We’ll just stick with oral sex and full penetration. For his first anal film, I might pair him with Black Pearl.”
    “Good idea because she needs to bring up her DVD sales.”
    Janelle turned her wrist up to check the time. 3:40 p.m. “I want to start on his first film within two weeks. Get the production team together and make sure there will be no delays.”
    “What about the filming location?” Jurnee wanted to know.
    Janelle bit her bottom lip. “Um, we’ll rent an apartment and just try to keep it as authentic as possible.”
    “I have a suggestion. Remember that married couple in Opa Locka? They have a three-bedroom home they are willing to rent. Times are hard and this isn’t a new thing. People are desperate for money.”
    “You’re right,” Janelle agreed. “See if they are still open to it. If so, make sure we will have full time