startled the women as they trotted through the door like cattle.
Beating the pack, Stacey was the first to cross over the threshold entering the visiting room.
“Sign your name and take a seat anywhere you‟d like.” Another manly looking woman barked orders at her from behind the desk.
After finding somewhere to sit, it wasn‟t long before she felt LT‟s hands on her shoulders.
“Shit, you look good as hell.” Grinning from ear to ear he waited for her to stand up. “Can I get a hug?”
Although she didn‟t want to be anywhere near him she had to admit prison life had been kind to him. He was clean shaven and had a fresh line up. Whoever the fairy was that played prison barber was doing a very good job.
Stacey sighed softly to herself and extended her arms to welcome his embrace. She wasn‟t expecting the tingling sensation that went through her body causing her clit to pulsate as he hugged her tightly. She couldn‟t see through the plain, blue oxford shirt but she could feel the results of him hitting the bench as he held her.
Palming her ass, LT kissed her roughly on the lips before releasing her and pulling up a chair.
“I didn‟t think you were gonna come.”
“I wasn‟t.” Folding her arms, she tried not to make eye contact with him.
“C‟mon girl, don‟t act like that. You can sit here and be all hard if you want to but you practically melted when I kissed you.” Licking his lips, he smiled revealing deep dimples in both his cheeks.
Stacey shook her head and tried to get her mind right. “Why did you want to see me?”
“I needed you to tell me to my face if you were pregnant or not.”
“I told you over the phone.”
“So you should have no problem saying it again. Don‟t get shy now.”
Stacey thought for a minute before she spoke. She knew her answer would determine the outcome of how things played out. She knew LT had a thing for her since day one. Yeah, she had flirted with him too, but it was harmless fun. She never expected to fuck him, and it‟s not because she didn‟t want to, had he been some regular dude they would‟ve got it in a long time ago but he was Angel‟s cousin.
He always seemed to be in competition with Angel and because of that he could very well take pleasure in the pain it would cause him to see his main chic walking around carrying another nigga‟s baby, his cousin‟s baby at that. But then he might ask for ultrasound pictures and she would have to find a way to make herself look as if she was gaining weight with each trimester.
She needed to step lightly. Proceed with caution. She just needed to milk him long enough to get her over until Angel came home.
But what if he decided to take his chances and he didn‟t care whether or not Angel knew? That was a risk she wasn‟t willing to take. If Angel found out, she was certain there would be a price on her head, if it came down to it, she would just lie and tell Angel that the baby was his. Stacey took a deep breath and decided to roll the dice.
“Well, are you carrying my seed or not?”
Playing with her hands she kept her head down long enough to make her eyes water before she looked up at him, “Yes.”
LT was silent for a minute while he allowed her words to marinate.
“Shit.” Wiping his forehead, he then cleared the beads of sweat that had formed around his nose.
She tried to study his expression but he was blank. The cheery disposition he had when he initially said hi to her was gone. It seemed like hours passed between them before he finally spoke.
“How much does that shit cost?” Patting his pockets he acted as though he was going to hand her the money right there, “Four, five hundred dollars?”
“Fuck you.”
Squeezing her thigh LT snickered, “That seems to be all you know how to do princess.”
“I‟m not getting an abortion.”
“Oh but you are.”
Realizing she would have to take this all the way Stacey mentally blew on the dice and rolled them again.
“It‟s too late for me to get
Beating the pack, Stacey was the first to cross over the threshold entering the visiting room.
“Sign your name and take a seat anywhere you‟d like.” Another manly looking woman barked orders at her from behind the desk.
After finding somewhere to sit, it wasn‟t long before she felt LT‟s hands on her shoulders.
“Shit, you look good as hell.” Grinning from ear to ear he waited for her to stand up. “Can I get a hug?”
Although she didn‟t want to be anywhere near him she had to admit prison life had been kind to him. He was clean shaven and had a fresh line up. Whoever the fairy was that played prison barber was doing a very good job.
Stacey sighed softly to herself and extended her arms to welcome his embrace. She wasn‟t expecting the tingling sensation that went through her body causing her clit to pulsate as he hugged her tightly. She couldn‟t see through the plain, blue oxford shirt but she could feel the results of him hitting the bench as he held her.
Palming her ass, LT kissed her roughly on the lips before releasing her and pulling up a chair.
“I didn‟t think you were gonna come.”
“I wasn‟t.” Folding her arms, she tried not to make eye contact with him.
“C‟mon girl, don‟t act like that. You can sit here and be all hard if you want to but you practically melted when I kissed you.” Licking his lips, he smiled revealing deep dimples in both his cheeks.
Stacey shook her head and tried to get her mind right. “Why did you want to see me?”
“I needed you to tell me to my face if you were pregnant or not.”
“I told you over the phone.”
“So you should have no problem saying it again. Don‟t get shy now.”
Stacey thought for a minute before she spoke. She knew her answer would determine the outcome of how things played out. She knew LT had a thing for her since day one. Yeah, she had flirted with him too, but it was harmless fun. She never expected to fuck him, and it‟s not because she didn‟t want to, had he been some regular dude they would‟ve got it in a long time ago but he was Angel‟s cousin.
He always seemed to be in competition with Angel and because of that he could very well take pleasure in the pain it would cause him to see his main chic walking around carrying another nigga‟s baby, his cousin‟s baby at that. But then he might ask for ultrasound pictures and she would have to find a way to make herself look as if she was gaining weight with each trimester.
She needed to step lightly. Proceed with caution. She just needed to milk him long enough to get her over until Angel came home.
But what if he decided to take his chances and he didn‟t care whether or not Angel knew? That was a risk she wasn‟t willing to take. If Angel found out, she was certain there would be a price on her head, if it came down to it, she would just lie and tell Angel that the baby was his. Stacey took a deep breath and decided to roll the dice.
“Well, are you carrying my seed or not?”
Playing with her hands she kept her head down long enough to make her eyes water before she looked up at him, “Yes.”
LT was silent for a minute while he allowed her words to marinate.
“Shit.” Wiping his forehead, he then cleared the beads of sweat that had formed around his nose.
She tried to study his expression but he was blank. The cheery disposition he had when he initially said hi to her was gone. It seemed like hours passed between them before he finally spoke.
“How much does that shit cost?” Patting his pockets he acted as though he was going to hand her the money right there, “Four, five hundred dollars?”
“Fuck you.”
Squeezing her thigh LT snickered, “That seems to be all you know how to do princess.”
“I‟m not getting an abortion.”
“Oh but you are.”
Realizing she would have to take this all the way Stacey mentally blew on the dice and rolled them again.
“It‟s too late for me to get
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