Free Me and My Hittas by Tranay Adams Page B

thing you and I would be doing if we were
in there; drinking, smokingand scheming on some hoes.”
     
“Sheeeiiiit, I know that’s right.” He gave him a
pound.
    “Shhhh,” Gangsta
helda finger to his lips. “I think
that’s him.” He nodded to the windshield at a man exiting
thegentlemen’s club with two strippers.
    “Yeah, that’s his bitch ass,” Lil’ Gangsta
smiled
evilly and rubbed his gloved hands together in anticipation
of the chaos that they were about to create. “Nigga just like
Jesus, he might not be there when you want ‘em,but he’s
always on time.” He checked the magazine of his weapon
and then smacked it back into the bottom of it, cocking that
bitch.
    Gangsta closed the chamber of his revolver after
making sure it was fully loaded. “Let’s throw this nigga a
farewell party.” he pulled the bandana over his mouth and
so did Lil’ Gangsta. They hopped out of the Cutlass and
shut their doors quietly behind them. Hunching over on
their knees, they moved in on the Barbary Coast like a
military trained unit.
***
    Pussy’s Pimp C looking ass made his way out of the
thick, Oakwood door of the Barbary Coast with a beezy
under each arm. It didn’t take much convincing to get two
of the strip clubs most popular dancers to come home with
him, especially since he’d been making it rain and popping
five hundred dollar bottles of champagne since he’d gotten
there. With the promise of them both leaving his condo a
stack richer than they were before they left the strip club,
they were all for the private performance he was bartering
for.
    Pussy was a chubby light skinned dude who wore
gold frames, several necklaces and a diamond pinky ring.
On top of his dome there was a Chinchilla hat which he’d
worn with a matching jacket. The hefty stud looked more
like a throwback to pimps than the neighborhood dope man
that he actually was. He was drunk and high, but had more
than enough sense for the freaky shit he planned on doing
to the girls once he got them back to his pad.
    “Unh uh,” he looked from each of his conquests’
ample asses, licking his lips and shaking his head. His
chunky ass couldn’t wait to get them alone and all to
himself. The thought alone had his dick nudging his zipper.
The girls rested their heads on his shoulders. One slipped
her hand between the buttons of his shirt and rubbed on his
hairy chest, while the other groped his hardness through the
fabric of his slacks. Feeling him stiffen further, she brought
her head up and kissed him deep and hungrily. They could
hearone another’s saliva sloshing around in the other’s
mouth. When Pussy took his lips from the first girl and
started locking lips with the other, he saw something that
made his eyes bulge in his fucking head. Two niggaz
dressed in all black were hurrying across the street with
their burners at their sides. Their lethal eyes were set on him
so he already knew what fucking time it was.
    “Oh, shit!” Pussy shoved the broad that he was
kissing before Gangsta. He went to draw his own heat but
grabbed air, remembering that he’d left it under the driver’s
seat of his Benz,because he wouldn’t gain access to the
gentlemen’s club with it. With that in mind, he turned
around and broke back to the door of the establishment with
a terrified look on his face.
    The broad that he shoved before his
predator
stumbled forward, but recovered her balance on her high
heel pumps, only to lock eyes with the buff nigga with the
shiny, revolver. His tool gleamed under the light post’s
illumination as he lifted it up, pointing its deadly end at her.
Her eyes bugged and she went to scream so he made her
swallow a bullet, splattering a gaping, gooey hole at the
back of her dome piece. She collapsed lifeless right where
she stood.
    “Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!” the other broad took off running
as fast as she could in a pair of clear bottom stilettos and a
tight leopard print dress.
    “Get that bitch, no