Free The Dopeman's Wife: Part I of the Dopeman Trilogy by JaQuavis Coleman

escapade. Ever since Quaye’s funeral, she’d been acting differently, and only opened up to her when they were discussing robbing Zion. But, besides that, she’d also become anti-social.
    The phone buzzed, startling Nautica. It was Khia. I can’t believe I’m about to do this . She reached for it. Just before she picked it up, she saw Zion appear in the doorway. “Zion! You scared me,” she said, pushing the ignore button on her phone.
    Zion had been looking forward to this event all week. He always wanted to have sex with Khia, so for Nautica to propose a ménage à trois with her was a dream come true. “Don’t be scared, ma.” He walked toward her and stood directly behind her. He looked at her through the mirror. “I’m glad you came around. Tonight is going to be fun. You just gotta relax.” He began to give her a light massage.
    Nautica hated the feel of his cold touch and couldn’t wait to kiss Zion and the city goodbye for good.
    Zion could feel the tension in her shoulders and knew exactly what would loosen her up. He reached into his pockets and pulled out a Tylenol bottle almost full with ecstasy pills.
    Nautica saw the bottle and knew that it was a no-no for her to be rolling that night. She had to stay on point and focused for what was about to go down. “No, let’s wait, Zion. And, plus, Khia has some good shit from Detroit. She said it’s better than the bullshit we have around here.” She glanced up at him. She could tell by his eyes that he had already started rolling.
    “Whatever floats yo’ boat,” he said just before he stuffing the bottle back in his jeans.
    Nautica looked at the time on her phone. An hour and a half until it goes down . She stood up and faced Zion. She looked down and saw that he was partially aroused. She sexily licked her lips and dropped to her knees.
    Zion smiled as and began to unbuckle his pants. The ecstasy had him hot and ready. He watched Nautica search for his pipe and pull it out of the hole in the front of his boxers. She slowly began to tongue-kiss his tip and play with his balls, and he threw his head back in complete bliss. Within seconds he was rock-hard and ready to dive into something wet.
    Nautica put her mouth on his manhood and took all of him inside her mouth and then quickly pulled back. She stood up and began to walk out of the room, leaving him with a stiff one.
    “Hold on, ma. What you doing?” he said in an almost begging tone.
    “The party doesn’t start until Khia gets here. I have to go get dressed at her house, and we will meet you at the room, daddy.” Then she grabbed her car keys from the nightstand and disappeared into the dark hallway.
    Nautica picked up Khia, and they were on their way to the hotel. “Girl, I’m nervous as hell,” she whispered as she drove. She glanced over at Khia, who had a stone-cold mug on her face. Nautica saw Khia’s eyes begin to water and she began to think about backing out.
    Khia wiped her eyes and smiled. “I’m nervous too, but we know what we have to do. This will solve all of our problems. We will never have to scheme and hustle for money again. We could move to New York, like we always talked about, and pursue a modeling career. Don’t bitch up now, Nautica,” Khia said, getting louder and louder.
    Just then they arrived at the Radisson Hotel. Nautica turned into the driveway and turned off the ignition.
    Khia noticed Nautica’s facial expression. “Stop being so damn scared!” She pulled down the visor mirror so she could touch up her makeup.
    “Chill the fuck out! I just want to think about this before we do it. I mean, Zion is crazy as hell. What happens if he finds us? Then what? You didn’t think about that shit, did you? He would kill both of us!” Nautica shouted.
    An uncomfortable silence filled the car as both girls thought about what had just been said between the both of them. The clock on the car’s CD player showed it was ten o’clock, the exact time they were