Free Every Thug Needs A Lady (Thugs) by Wahida Clark Page A

talkin’ ’bout!” Kyra hollered.
    “When will I get to meet him?” Angel asked. “I’m sick of hearing about this mystery man.”
    “He’s coming to my graduation. You’ll meet him then.” “Sounds like it’s on!” Kyra said.
    “Most definitely. Hold on. Someone is trying to get through.” Roz clicked over. “Hello?”
    “Tash, you up?”
    “I’m up. Who is this?”
    “It’s Trae. You know who it is.”
    “I forgot your voice. I haven’t heard from you in three or four days,” she teased. “Thanks for the roses.”
    “Come outside. I’m parked out front. And bring me a set of your house keys.”
    “I’m in bed, Trae. Why can’t you come up?”
    “You gotta come down and unlock the door. Just come out to the car. Throw a robe or somethin’ on,” he said before hanging up quickly. She clicked back over to her friends.
    “Speak of the mystery man, ladies. I gotta go. See ya!” She hung up without waiting for a response.
    She grabbed her robe, slippers, and a spare set of house keys from the kitchen. When she opened the front door, a brother with a NY baseball cap, jersey and some jeans was sitting on the porch.
    “What’s up, Tasha? I’m Kay. Trae is in that Rover,” he said, pointing to his right. Just then the door on the passenger side to the burgundy-colored Range Rover opened up.
    “What up, ma?” Trae grinned, motioning for her to come to him.
    Kay stood up, pointed to his watch, and said, “Ten minutes, dawg.” Then he laughed and said quietly, “We got almost two hundred kilos of dope on us and this nigga got to stop and get some pussy.”
    Trae ignored him, pulled Tash up into the Rover, and locked the door. No one could see them behind the tinted windows.
    “Trae I can’t believe you have me out here practically naked,” she said, handing him the extra set of keys. “The gold one is for the front door and the red one is for my door.” He put them in his back pocket and pushed the button that slid the seat back.
    “You cold?” he asked.
    “I’m okay.”
    He helped her straddle his lap. “You got on panties?” he asked, pulling up her negligee.
    “No, I don’t. Oh, so this is a booty call?”
    “Pretty much. We got about seven minutes.”
    Trae smiled and unzipped his jeans. He lifted her up and then closed his eyes as he grabbed her butt and slid inside of her. She moaned in ecstasy as he held her still while he sucked her lips and tongue. “So much for foreplay, huh?” she moaned as she wiggled to get him to go deeper.
    “I got you the next time ma.”
    He reclined the seat back down as far as it could go and began getting his grind on. As he went in even deeper, Tasha shivered.
    “Trae baby, right there, just like that.” Trae kept hitting her spot until her legs went to shaking as she came. Grabbing her butt, he then put the seat up a little, pushed her legs back and went in as deep as he could, hitting it until he exploded.
    “Yo, Trae, let’s roll, man,” Kay hollered, knocking on the car door.
    Trae ignored him. “Damn, you feel good,” he said, hugging and squeezing her. They kissed passionately as he enjoyed her wetness. “I gotta go, ma,” he said, sucking on her neck and slid-ing her off. He pulled down her negligee and fixed his clothes. Then he handed her two envelopes with money in them and opened the door to let her out. She kissed him on the lips and told him to be careful. He watched her go inside, then jumped in the front, and they sped off.
    Roz had only two days to study for her first state exam. She was scheduled to take the respiratory therapy exam on Friday and physical therapy the following Monday. The pressure was on, but that didn’t stop her from making plans with Angel, Tori and Sanette. They were going clubbing in Philly, and she was looking forward to it.
    It took Roz a little over two hours to finish her exam. She couldn’t wait to get home and unwind. After turning in her test materials she skipped out of the building