Free Black Friday: Exposed by Ashley;JaQuavis Page A

to count. The smell of the money was like a narcotic to her senses; her fingertips tingled at the touch of each hundred dollar bill. It was a diligent task, counting that much money but it was one in which she welcomed. There was so much money in front of her that she lost count several times, but she never complained. She eagerly started from the beginning, making sure not to miss one bill. It was what she called a good problem. It took her hours and when she was done the grand total was $325,000. She was ecstatic. She brought a handful of bills up to her nose and inhaled deeply, smelling her newfound riches. She threw the money into the air and fell back onto the bed in sheer glee. “Aghh!” she screamed at the top of her lungs to release some of her excitement. She lay down in the bed, a feeling of triumph rushing over her body. She knew what men meant now when they said money made their dicks hard. In between her legs was soaking wet as she slid her finger inside her panties. Her phone rang, interrupting her from pleasing herself.
    “Hello!” she said once she’d snatched up the phone.
    “I have a collect call from Rikers Island Correctional Facility for Norelle Gibson. Will you accept the call?”
    “Yeah, I guess,” she answered.
    Kasheef’s voice filled the receiver. “Yo, Norelle you talked to Carmen?”
    “I left her office earlier today,” she said in an innocent tone.
    “Why you ain’t post my bail this morning? These mu’fuckas done shipped me from city lock up to Rikers Island all because you didn’t handle that,” Kasheef said, obviously irritated.
    “I’m sorry ’Sheef. Carmen said that there were some papers she still needed to file, but that I could come bail you out first thing in the morning,” she said, convincingly. “You know I wouldn’t do you like that babe. I’m over here sick without you. I’m playing with my pussy right now.” Her voice purred and she massaged herself gently as she closed her eyes and pictured Kasheef in her bed. She had to admit that’s one thing he was good for.
    “Word?” he asked, on the verge of an erection. He could picture her spread eagle on their satin sheets and the image was tantalizing.
    “Yeah, baby. I can’t wait for you to come home,” she whined.
    “Then come and get your man then,” he said.
    “Don’t worry boo, you’ll be home first thing tomorrow,” she assured.
    “Yeah a’ight,” he replied. “Keep that hot for me. I got to get off of this phone, but I’ll be waiting on you—to—morrow Norelle.”
    “I got you ’Sheef,” she said and then hung up the phone. “Yeah right, nigga!” she yelled to herself as she continued to please herself. Her body tensed as she brought herself to an orgasm. When she was done she rolled over on the bed full of money, pulled her covers around her body and fell into the most luxurious sleep she’d ever had.
     
     
    Alija watched the woman on the television as she portrayed Kasheef as a model citizen. Alija was disgusted and frowned as she thought of how he had ordered his cronies to run in her apartment. She knew that the young boys were on a ghetto execution mission and she thanked God that the police had shown up when they did. A knock at her motel door startled her and she pulled back the curtains in the room to see outside. Detective Nielson stood with his hands in his pockets and she opened the door to greet him.
    “Hello Alija,” he said as he glanced nosily inside the room.
    “No one is here but me and my baby,” she said as she motioned for him to come in. “What can I do for you detective?”
    Detective Nielson looked around the down-trodden room and asked, “When’s the last time you got some fresh air?” When she didn’t respond he continued. “Why don’t you let me take you to grab a bite to eat? There are some things that I want to go over with you regarding the trial.”
    Alija nodded and replied, “Okay. Just give me a minute or two to get Nahla