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know what we talked about and what you have to do,” her grandmother reminded her of their previous conversation. “ Unless you move out of California, Kessia will be right here with me,” Grandma Ethel had told Keisha. “Listen, Pudding, we’ll talk later. Go on and spend time with Kessia and then get you some rest. You look tired, baby. And I’ma cook us up a nice hearty meal, right after I get rid of this company Ryan’s keeping in the front of my home. She knows I don’t play that stuff around here.” She started toward the door.
    “Grandma!” Keisha screamed louder than she intended to. “Those are my friends. They drove me here. I’ll have them leave. They weren’t planning on staying anyways.” Keisha hurried out the door.
    Grandma Ethel yelled after Keisha and told her that since her friends drove her that far to see them that they might as well come in to rest their feet and have a good meal. “Just tell them to take their hats off before they come in.” Grandma Ethel closed the door after Keisha. Now I’ll get down to the bottom of what’s really going on. I’m not buying that junk Ryan tried to sell me. I know better. Grandma Ethel picked up the groceries and then carried them inside the kitchen.
    When Keisha walked up and pulled Ryan aside from talking to Big Pope Dog and Gutty to apologize to h er, Gutty couldn’t keep his eyes off of Keisha. He had begun to notice when she was high and when she wasn’t, and at the moment, he could tell that Keisha was soaring on cloud nine.
    Big Pope Dog immediately noticed how Keisha’s presence had stolen Gutty’s attention. He turned to Gutty and then smirked. “I knew you two sharing beds wasn’t going to be a good idea,” he chuckled
    Gutty snapped out of his trance and then turned his attention back to Big Pope Dog. “Oh yeah, man, Lady G snoring is insane. A nigga couldn’t get any type of sleep.”
    Big Pope busted out laughing. “Is that so? I thought that pussy kept you up.” Big Pope Dog reached inside the van to grab his ringing cell phone.
    Gutty was thrown by Big Pope Dog’s comment. This nigga was sleeping like a bear. We were quiet. How the fuck blood know?
    Big Pope Dog smiled at Gutty as he took his call. “Nigga, I don’t miss shit.”
    The unexpected explosive sexual encounter between Gutty and Keisha began to replay in his mind.
    After hours after being in the bathroom, Keisha climbed in the bed with Gutty and then began kissing on Gutty’s chest and placing soft kisses on his neck. Gutty lay there shocked, yet pleasantly surprised that Keisha was coming on to him. They had been on the road, and though he’d never looked at Keisha in a sexual manner, his morning hard-on caused him to look at Keisha through a different set of eyes. At that moment, she had become his gangsta bitch, Bonnie.
    Gutty allowed Keisha to let her hands roam all over his body. When Keisha grabbed his throbbing manhood, Gutty caressed her neck and rubbed through her hair. Keisha kissed his earlobe and then whispered. “Touch me…I know you wanna fuck me.”
    Big Pope Dog was snoring so Gutty turned to Keisha and looked her in her glassy eyes. Her hair was wet and she was clothed in nothing more than a wife beater and panties. She didn’t have a bra on. Her nipples screamed for attention, so Gutty gently massaged her breasts and then squeezed her nipples in between his fingertips before he kissed her parted lips.
    “Is this what you want, Lady G?” Gutty pressed his hard penis against Keisha’s abdomen.
    Keisha dived deep into the kiss and closed her eyes. The two kissed passionately for seconds that seemed like hours. Gutty tried to climb on top of Keisha; he wanted in. But she told him to come inside the bathroom.
    “I wanna be made love to and then fucked like there isn’t going to be a tomorrow.” She climbed out of bed, careful not to awaken Big Pope Dog. She tiptoed to the bathroom.
    Gutty followed suit, hoping that by the time they made