Free A Gangsta Twist Saga by Clifford “Spud” Johnson

cell to Bob and sat down and watched as Bob spoke to Won.
    Bob accepted the phone, smiled, and said, “What up, Won?”
    â€œWhat’s poppin’, Babyboy?”
    â€œDog, I love how you do your thing and all, but I’ve been real curious about something ever since we’ve been fuckin’ with you.”
    â€œSpeak your mind, baby.”
    â€œHow the fuck do you be knowing the shit you be knowing?”
    Won started laughing, then said, “I know what needs to be known, Babyboy, because I’m always on top of my game. Always. Is there anything else?”
    â€œYeah, I got one more question for you, big homey. Why do they call you ‘Won’?”
    That made Won start laughing harder than before. After he regained his composure, he said, “A long time ago I was in the game, and I played it with so much vigor that I knew one day I was going to win it. After I did in fact win the game, I changed my name to ‘Won’.”
    â€œBecause you had ‘won’ the game?”
    â€œExactly!”
    â€œSo, what was your name before you won the game?”
    Won started laughing again. Afterward he simply said, “Win!” And then the line went dead in Bob’s ear.
    Bob gave the phone back to Taz and said, “Well, I guess that’s that. Y’all know what time it is now, huh?”
    Taz said, “Yep.”
    And in unison, they all said, “It’s time to go clubbin’!”

Chapter Seven
    Sacha was relaxing in her bedroom, wondering what Clifford had in store for their evening together. For the past three weeks, they’d spent almost every evening doing something, whether it was going out to dinner, taking long walks down by the river, walking downtown, going to the movies, or just chilling with each other at either of their homes. She felt comfortable with him, but still there seemed to be something missing. She just couldn’t put her finger on it yet. Maybe I should go on and give him some. God knows I want to, she thought to herself as she got off of her bed and went into the living room. She plopped onto her sofa and concluded that having sex with Clifford would definitely propel their relationship to the next level. She smiled as she grabbed her cordless phone and gave Clifford a call.
    Clifford answered the phone on the first ring. “Hello, pretty lady!” he said before Sacha could speak.
    â€œHey, Cliff. Were you busy?”
    â€œNot really. I just got out of the shower. I was about to call you and see if you wanted to go down to Bricktown and get into something.”
    â€œActually, I was thinking about just chilling out tonight. Why don’t you come over here and keep me company?” she asked in a seductive tone.
    Not noticing the tone in her voice, Clifford said, “That’s cool. How about I stop at Blockbuster and pick up a few movies?”
    â€œI have a better idea. Why don’t you stop at the liquor store and pick us up a bottle of wine? That way when you get here, we’ll be able to set this evening off properly. What’d you say about that, handsome?”
    Once again not realizing that what he’d been so patiently waiting for was within his grasp, he said, “If it makes you happy, Sacha, I’m here to please. I’ll be there in thirty to forty-five minutes.”
    â€œThat’s fine. That’ll give me just enough time to get nice and sexy for you. Bye!” she said and hung up the phone.
    Clifford hung up the phone feeling really good with the progress he’d made with Sacha. She’s going to be the future Mrs. Nelson. I can feel it, he thought as he quickly started to get himself dressed.
    Sacha went back into her bedroom and chose a sexy black and emerald skirt with a thin black lace top. Her matching black bra and thong completed the look she desired. If I’m going to give him some, I’m going to make this night one he’s never going to