moved in. I only fucked her every now and then– maybe every two months on a drunk night coming into the house when she caught me slippin’.
But right after meeting Simone, she was put on the back burner along with the rest of ’em.
I asked her nonchalantly, “What’s going on?”
“You. You can’t call nobody?”
I had to admit that when she licked her lips, it took me back to the last time I smashed. If I wasn’t really interested in that pussy, my dick damn sure was. I couldn’t help it though. Though she wasn’t the prettiest chick, Eboni was thick as fuck. That day she was wearing some dukes that made her ass cheeks play peek-a-boo and a flimsy tee that showed off her nipples when the wind blew. Her ass and hips were so fat that it made her lil’ pudgy stomach look small. Underneath a fly kango was her usual long, straight weave. Her lip gloss was shining. Even her toes looked nice in her sandals that showed off a fresh French tip pedicure.
“My bad. I been busy.”
“Yea, I heard.”
Despite the fact that I knew Aeysha would be coming out the house soon, I didn’t mind Eboni following me to my car. She was a good hoe. She never snitched, and she never gave no signs that anything was going on when Aeysha was around.
“Aeysha told me that you been in them streets fucking with Ching. I see you.” Then she gestured toward my car and looked over me, not icing my ice.
“I been doin’ a little something.”
“That’s what’s up.” On cue, when she heard the front door opening, she got into character after quietly telling me, “Well, stop being such a stranger. She misses you.”
I couldn’t even respond because Aeysha was coming out of the house just as I walked towards my car.
“Hey, Aeysha, beau! You on your way to work ?!”
I could hear Aeysha giggling in response to Eboni as I got in the car. They met at the sidewalk and were so busy talking that they didn’t even notice me as I drove off.
“We have the uncle of Ron Johnson on the line, Governor Derrick Johnson. If you all haven’t heard by now, news broke this morning of the disappearance of Ron Johnson, who has been missing for a few weeks. Governor Johnson, are you there?”
When I heard radio personality, Asha Devine, mention the name Ron Johnson, I turned the radio up and froze.
“Yes, I’m here, Asha.”
“Now, you wanted to call in to tell Chicago about your nephew, Ron. Go ahead and tell Chicago how they can help.”
“My nephew Ron has been missing since July 31 st . I just wanted to take this time to ask your listeners to please contact the police if they know anything about my nephew’s disappearance. After some police investigation over the last week, we believe that my nephew’s disappearance is the result of foul play. If anybody knows anything, please contact the authorities. Again, my nephew’s name is Ron Johnson. He is 6”, slim, dark skinned, with dread locs. He was last seen in Humboldt Park on July 31 st . Again, if anybody knows anything regarding this disappearance, please contact the authorities.”
“Okay, Governor. It’s unfortunate to have you on the show like this…”
The rest of the interview went blank. Immediately, I was on the throw away calling Ching.
“What up, Pretty Boy?”
“Please tell me Ron last name isn’t Johnson.”
“What the fuck is you talking about?”
“Indiana.” That’s
But right after meeting Simone, she was put on the back burner along with the rest of ’em.
I asked her nonchalantly, “What’s going on?”
“You. You can’t call nobody?”
I had to admit that when she licked her lips, it took me back to the last time I smashed. If I wasn’t really interested in that pussy, my dick damn sure was. I couldn’t help it though. Though she wasn’t the prettiest chick, Eboni was thick as fuck. That day she was wearing some dukes that made her ass cheeks play peek-a-boo and a flimsy tee that showed off her nipples when the wind blew. Her ass and hips were so fat that it made her lil’ pudgy stomach look small. Underneath a fly kango was her usual long, straight weave. Her lip gloss was shining. Even her toes looked nice in her sandals that showed off a fresh French tip pedicure.
“My bad. I been busy.”
“Yea, I heard.”
Despite the fact that I knew Aeysha would be coming out the house soon, I didn’t mind Eboni following me to my car. She was a good hoe. She never snitched, and she never gave no signs that anything was going on when Aeysha was around.
“Aeysha told me that you been in them streets fucking with Ching. I see you.” Then she gestured toward my car and looked over me, not icing my ice.
“I been doin’ a little something.”
“That’s what’s up.” On cue, when she heard the front door opening, she got into character after quietly telling me, “Well, stop being such a stranger. She misses you.”
I couldn’t even respond because Aeysha was coming out of the house just as I walked towards my car.
“Hey, Aeysha, beau! You on your way to work ?!”
I could hear Aeysha giggling in response to Eboni as I got in the car. They met at the sidewalk and were so busy talking that they didn’t even notice me as I drove off.
“We have the uncle of Ron Johnson on the line, Governor Derrick Johnson. If you all haven’t heard by now, news broke this morning of the disappearance of Ron Johnson, who has been missing for a few weeks. Governor Johnson, are you there?”
When I heard radio personality, Asha Devine, mention the name Ron Johnson, I turned the radio up and froze.
“Yes, I’m here, Asha.”
“Now, you wanted to call in to tell Chicago about your nephew, Ron. Go ahead and tell Chicago how they can help.”
“My nephew Ron has been missing since July 31 st . I just wanted to take this time to ask your listeners to please contact the police if they know anything about my nephew’s disappearance. After some police investigation over the last week, we believe that my nephew’s disappearance is the result of foul play. If anybody knows anything, please contact the authorities. Again, my nephew’s name is Ron Johnson. He is 6”, slim, dark skinned, with dread locs. He was last seen in Humboldt Park on July 31 st . Again, if anybody knows anything regarding this disappearance, please contact the authorities.”
“Okay, Governor. It’s unfortunate to have you on the show like this…”
The rest of the interview went blank. Immediately, I was on the throw away calling Ching.
“What up, Pretty Boy?”
“Please tell me Ron last name isn’t Johnson.”
“What the fuck is you talking about?”
“Indiana.” That’s
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