Free Durty South Grind by L. E. Newell

eyeballed Sparkle over her shoulder as JJ led her away.
    JJ sighed. “Damn, bitch, can your fat ass chill for a sec? Bro’s gonna be here for a while. I need to call my boy.”
    â€œNigga, you act like you don’t know where the phone is.” She gritted and eased her arm out of his grip.
    â€œCome on, girl. On the real; I need you to look out for my boy for an hour or so because I got to make a run.” He took the phone off the kitchen wall and started punching numbers. “Seriously, Dee, buddy just got out of the joint today, and I can see he’s got the hots for you. But I need him to clock some dollars while I’m gone. You already know that I’m gonna look out for you.”
    He could see her conniving little mind clocking all the rocks she was gonna get to smoke. For a split second he started having second thoughts about leaving the package. He quickly pushed those fore warnings to the side and smiled. “Dee, you one slick-ass ho, but don’t let that innocent look he has fool you. My boy’s been in the streets for quite a while.”
    â€œI didn’t—”
    He cut her off with a quickness, “Girl, shut up; cut it out. Ain’t no need playing goody girl with me. Handle your biz and don’t go getting all greedy and shit.”
    She waited until he finished with his bullshitting line and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Man, gon’ take care of what you gotta do. I’m sure that pretty boy in there can handle his own. Hell, you know me; I just wanna keep my geek going.” She licked her lips and waved her hand through her hair before she sucked on her teeth. “And your boy wants to get his nuts out of the sand. Ain’t that what ya’ll niggas call it? Hell, any way youlook at it, we, me and him are using each other for what we want. The way I see it, an even swap ain’t no way a swindle, huh?”
    JJ sniffled and scratched his head. “Yeah, bitch, that’s what we say. You a mess, you know that?”
    â€œSo go do you. I got this.” Dee gave him a snappy nod, spun around and headed back to the bedroom with a sly smile on her face.
    Sparkle, who had been spying on them the whole time, turned back toward the room before she could bust him sweating her. He realized that she was working him for the coke with her come-on, but he didn’t give a fuck as long as he got his freak on. It was hard to do, the way her ass was yanking from side to side as she went into the bathroom. He wondered what she was doing in there but quickly shook his head to rid himself of that sucker thought. Hell, she was only a piece of ass.
    â€œYou still holding that monster, sweetie?” Violet said in a sweet timid voice. He felt her warm breath on his neck and a whiff of her sexy perfume. His lips brushed her forehead when he turned to face her, forcing him to lean away so he could focus on her face. Her penetrating green eyes caused a shiver to run down his spine. Or was it the horniness that was ready to burst?
    He choked back his rush of hormone bliss and licked his lips. “Let me go holla at JJ. Whatcha hitting for, sweet thang?”
    She batted her eyes twice. “Me and my girls over yonder got close to a hundred and we was hoping that you could swing us some kind of deal.” She nodded toward her friends sitting on the far end of the bed.
    â€œI’ll see what I can come up with; give me a second.” Sparkle headed for the kitchen to holla at JJ.
    JJ placed his hand over the receiver and smiled. “Damn, they ready for some more already?”
    â€œYeah, man, Shawtie wants to know what you can do for her and her friends for close to a hundred,” Sparkle said after clearing his throat.
    â€œHow close to a hundred they talking about?” JJ started digging in his pocket to take out the package.
    Sparkle wiped his hand across his mouth, frowned and hunched his shoulders.
    JJ wrinkled his