A Gangsta Twist Saga (3 page)

While the ladies were sipping their drinks, Taz continued to watch them.
I gots to meet that broad. Ain't no way in hell I can let her leave this spot without me gettin' at her. But how? I don't get down like that. Shit! Bitches get at Taz. Taz don't get at bitches
. “Fuck it!” he said as he turned back toward the bar.

Someone came up behind him, tapped him lightly on his shoulder, and said, “Excuse me, Taz. Can I holla at ya for a sec?”

Taz turned around and faced a tall, brown-skinned brother with a few muscles showing under his white tee. “What up, dog? Do I know you?”

“Not personally, but you probably know my big brother, KK.”

“Yeah, I remember him. Is he still on lock?”

“Yeah, he got twenty in the FEDs. I be looking out for him, though.”

“That's straight. So, what's up?”

“Man, Taz, a nigga was trying to see how he could be down.”

With a confused expression on his face, Taz asked, “Down with what, gee?”

“You know, down with you. I'm trying to eat big like you and your crew. I ain't no sucka nigga, and I'm vertical all the way, baby, straight up and down. I got a few traps around the way, and I'm moving shit. I just don't have no real plug, you know what I'm saying?”

“Hold the fuck up, youngsta! Are you talkin' 'bout some dope?”

“Yeah. Everyone knows you got the town on lock. I just want to be down.”

Taz set his drink on the bar and said, “Check this, you li'l mark-ass nigga! I don't fuck with dope boys, nor do I fuck with dope, period! So, whoever told you that punk shit, you really need to check they ass, 'cause if you ever come near me again talking about some dope, I'm going to beat the fuck outta your punk-ass! Do . . . you . . . under . . . stand . . . me . . . D . . . Boy?” Taz said as he stabbed his index finger into the youngster's chest with each syllable to make his point.

The youngster was so shocked that he couldn't speak; he just turned and went to where his homeboys were seated. As soon as he sat down at his table, one of his homies asked him, “So, is he going to hook you up or what?”

“Yeah, he told me to get with him in a few weeks,” lied the youngster. “But fuck that shit! We gots to eat. I ain't trying to be waiting on that nigga.”

“But, nigga, I thought you said he has the town on lock,” said his homey.

“So what? He ain't the only nigga in this town eating. Change the fuckin' subject, nigga.”

Taz was so irritated now that his mood was borderline volatile. He turned and waved for Keno.

Keno saw him and quickly walked toward him. “What up, gee? You straight?”

“Nah, I'm ready to bounce.”

“What?
Dog, it's just starting to get crackin' in this bitch! Don't do me like that, baby!”

“I'm out. Tell them niggas that you'll be back. I want you to drop me off at the pad. I'm about to go out to Moore and lay it down for a minute. Since I'm going to spend the day with Tazneema tomorrow, I might as well be out that way.”

“Nigga, go on with that shit! You want some ass, so you're going to your li'l chickie's pad. That's fucked up, dog, but I ain't trippin'. Let's roll so I can hurry up and get back to doing me.”

After letting the others know that they were leaving, Taz took one last glance at the cutie in the Apple Bottoms outfit, shook his head sadly, and left.
If it's meant to be, I'll see her again,
he told himself as he followed Keno out of the club.

Keno drove like a madman all of the way out to Taz's home. Once he pulled into the driveway, he jumped out of Taz's truck and said, “I'm out, my nigga. I'll holla at you sometime tomorrow.”

“That's straight,” said Taz as he watched Keno jump into his Range Rover and pull out of his driveway. Taz then got into the driver's seat of his truck and slowly pulled out of his driveway. He grabbed his cell and made a call. As soon as the other line was answered, he said, “What's up, sexy? I'm on my way.”

“Whatever, Taz. You know you don't have to call me every time you come out here. I was sleeping soundly.”

“Sorry about that, baby. What, you don't want to see me tonight?”

“Stop being silly. I'm always ready to see you, baby. Now, hurry up,” she said before hanging up the phone.

Twenty minutes later, Taz pulled into the driveway of a modest home on the southeast side of Oklahoma City. He jumped out of his truck and walked straight into the house. He knew Tari would have left the door unlocked for him as she always did. He walked through the house and made sure that there wasn't anyone lurking around.

“Taz, would you bring your ass in here! You know damn well there isn't anyone else in this house!” yelled Tari from the back bedroom.

He smiled as he walked into the bedroom. Tari was sitting at the edge of her bed, taking off her thong. “You know how I get down, Tari. You never know. One day you might decide to change the rules to the game.”

Tari pulled her long blond hair into a ponytail and said, “Come get some of your pussy, Daddy.” She sat back on her bed, opened her long legs, and said, “I'd never do anything to put you in harm's way, Taz. I'm here for you whenever you want me, baby. You know that.”

As he walked slowly toward the bed, he said, “Yeah, I know, but I'll never change my ways, so stop trying to get me to, and continue to play your part.”

“My part? That's all I'm doing, Taz? Playing a part?”

With his eyes softening slightly, he said, “You know what I mean, Tari. Everybody has a role to play in my life.” He got on the bed with her.

“And what's my particular role, Mr. Taz?”

“You are my blue-eyed devil, and your role is to always be here to satisfy me,” he said as he grabbed her hands to stop her from swinging at him. “I'm just clowning, baby. Come here.”

Tari slid into his embrace and they shared a brief kiss. She pulled out of his embrace and said, “M—m—m! I kinda like playing this role, Daddy.” She then slid down toward his manhood and put it into her mouth.

Taz smiled and said, “I do too, baby!”

The next morning, Tari woke Taz and gave him breakfast in bed. Taz opened his eyes and said, “Damn, Tari! Why you always got to wake a nigga up so damn early?”

“Stop using that word, Taz! You know I hate that shit. Now, sit up so you can eat your breakfast. And to answer your question, you know I have to be at work early, and I'm not about to leave you without making sure that I've taken the very best care of you. Now eat!” After setting everything in front of him, she turned and went into the bathroom to finish getting ready for her shift at the hospital.

Taz smiled as he began eating his breakfast of pancakes, bacon, and orange juice
. For a white girl, Tari could cook her ass off
, he thought as he ate his food.

Tari came out of the bathroom fully dressed in her nurse's uniform. She was tall—almost six foot barefooted—and had a body that made sisters hate. She had curves in all the right places, as well as an ass that was just too damn phat. Her bright blue eyes and her sweet personality made Taz feel comfortable whenever he came over to her place. She was his escape from everyone. Whenever he felt the need to release some sexual energy, or whenever he felt the need to talk, her home was where he went. Tari was the only person who knew his personal dreams and his darkest nightmares. She was his confidante, lover, and friend all rolled into one beautiful package. Even though he knew that she wanted more out of their relationship, she accepted the fact that Taz just wasn't the type to ever love a woman the way she wanted to be loved.

“So, what are your plans for the day, lover boy?” Tari asked as she took the tray away from him and set it on the floor next to the bed.

“I'm going to go spend some time with Tazneema. It's been too long since we chilled together.”

“That's good, but why do you do that to that darling little girl? You know she cherishes the ground you walk on, Taz.”

“Come on with that shit, Tee! You know how I get down. Plus, she ain't no damn darling li'l girl. She's a grown-ass woman. You must have forgotten that she's now a freshman in college.”

“I know how old she is, silly. You must have forgotten that she loves you more than anything in this world. Anyway, what do you have planned for her today?”

“Man, I don't know. I might take her to the mall and let her do her thing. After that, maybe lunch or some shit . . . whatever she wants to get into.”

“Does she know that you're coming to spend the day with her?”

“Nope. I was going to, like, surprise her. Tari shook her head from side to side, and he asked, “What, you think I should call her and let her know I'm coming out there?”

“That would be wise. What if she already has plans, Taz? You never know what a young college student might have planned on a Saturday afternoon. I swear, sometimes you amaze me with your Neanderthal way of thinking!”

“My Neander-
what
? Gon' with that shit, Tee! I thought it would be cool if I popped up on her and surprised her, that's all.”

Shaking her head no, Tari said, “No, you didn't. You think you're slick. You planned on popping up on her in hopes of catching her off guard. That way you might catch her doing something. Call her, Taz.” Tari grabbed the cordless phone and placed it into his hands, then bent over and grabbed the tray that had held Taz's breakfast. Taz slapped her on her butt and smiled when she yelled, “Ouch!”

While Tari was in the kitchen, cleaning up, Taz did as he was told and gave Tazneema a call. She answered the phone on the second ring. “Hello?”

“What's up, baby girl? You straight?” he asked.

“Taz! I'm fine. What's up with you?”

“Just chillin'. How's the school thing coming along?”

“It's cool. I'm getting ready for the holidays. Mama-Mama wants me to come spend Christmas break with her, but I'd really rather go to Houston and spend the holidays with my roommate and her family. Do you think you could talk to Mama-Mama for me, Taz?”

“I don't know. You know how Mama-Mama is when she has her mind made up.”

“But, Taz, it's going to be off the chain in Houston over the holidays. Ple—e—ease?”

“I'll see what I can do, but I ain't making no promises.”

“Okay, just try real hard for me, okay?”

Laughing, he said, “Whatever, girl! But look, I was thinking about coming out that way and spending a li'l time with you today. Is that cool, or do you have plans already?”

“I was going to go to the mall with my roommate and finish up my Christmas shopping.”

“Who is this damn roommate?”

“Her name is Lyla, and she's real cool, Taz.”

“All right, this is what we'll do. I'm about to get up and get dressed. I should be out there in about thirty minutes. We'll go shopping and have some lunch. Cool?”

“That's cool, but make it an hour. We just got up about ten minutes ago. We kinda had a late night last night.”

“Stop! I really don't need to be hearing any of that, especially if you plan on spending the holiday in H-Town.”

“Oops! My bad! See you in an hour or so. Bye!” she said and quickly hung up the phone.

Taz started laughing as he hung up the phone.

Tari came back into the bedroom and asked, “What's so funny, baby?”

“That girl is something else. Now she wants to go spend the holiday in Houston with her roommate.”

“What's wrong with that?”

“I don't have a problem with it, but I don't think Mama-Mama is going to go for it. 'Neema wants me to try to convince Mama-Mama to let her go.”

“Mama-Mama will let her go if you okay it. You know she's a big old softy when it comes to you.”

“Yeah, I know, but I'm wondering whether I should okay it or not.”

“Why?”

“Do you really think it'll be wise to let 'Neema go running off to Houston, doing only God knows what?”

“Taz, Tazneema is eighteen years old. Technically, she doesn't need consent from you
or
Mama-Mama. She's legal now.”

“Don't remind me! I feel old enough as it is!”

Tari smiled and said, “Ooh, my baby is feeling old now? You didn't act like an old man last night—or should I say this morning.”

“I never feel old when I'm chillin' with you, baby. Come here,” he said as he grabbed her and they shared a kiss.

After a minute or so, Tari pulled from his embrace and said, “Now, let me go. I have to go to work. Will I be blessed with your presence later on?”

“Ain't no tellin'. Don't wait up, though. I'll have to check and see what the boys are getting into later on. I'll hit you up when I know something.”

“Okay. Bye, baby!” she said after giving him another quick kiss.

After Tari left, Taz got up and went into the guest room and grabbed some clothes out of the closet. He always kept a few outfits at Tari's. After taking a long hot shower, he got dressed and made himself a cup of coffee. As he sipped his coffee, he grabbed the phone and called Keno. “What up, fool? What you gettin' into today?” he asked when Keno answered the phone.

“Ain't shit. I just got up, nigga. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing later, but right now I'm about to go check on the house in the North Highlands.”

“Which one?”

“The one on Eighty-third Street. The plumbing is tripping again. I'm about to call Al and have him meet me over there.”

“What's up with the boys?”

“Ain't no tellin'. Bob got bent and started trippin' last night. Red had to carry that nigga up outta the club. Wild Bill came up with a bad bitch, so most likely he's still laid up with her. Bo-Pete told me that he was going out to the south side to check on the houses over that way. What's up with you? You still going out to Norman?”

“Yeah, I'm about to bounce that way in a minute. Make sure you get at everybody and let them know to keep them phones open. Won may hit us at any given time.”

“Don't trip. They know already. Hit me when you're through out that way.”

“For sho'. Out!”

“Out!” Keno said and hung up.

Taz grabbed his keys and left the house. During the short drive out to the city of Norman, he was thinking about Tazneema. It seemed as if she was starting to get a little wild. He hoped and prayed that he would be able to calm her ass down. He knew that he had spoiled her too much, but hell, he really didn't have a choice.
Mama-Mama is just as much to blame as I am,
he thought to himself as he pulled in front of her apartment building. Eighteen years old, and she refused to live in the dorm building with the rest of the freshman females that attended the University of Oklahoma. Tazneema had to have her own apartment. Taz smiled as he remembered her begging him and Mama-Mama to let her move in with her roommate. Once Mama-Mama gave in, she knew Taz wouldn't object, and now look at her, wanting to spend the holiday out of town.
Ain't no way Mama-Mama is gon' go for that
, he thought as he climbed out of his truck.

When he made it to the front door, he could hear the music blasting from the other side. He shook his head and began to knock on the door. After about three minutes of waiting, he started banging on the door loudly. Finally, after another two minutes, a pretty little white girl opened the door and said, “Hi! You must be Taz. I'm Lyla. Please, come in. I'm sorry we didn't hear you. I was in the back room, and Tee is still in the shower.”

Taz followed her inside and gave the living room a quick once-over. The apartment was neat and orderly. That made him feel a little bit better as he sat down on the sofa. He smiled at Lyla and asked, “So, how's school going for you two?”

“It's cool, but kinda boring because we have to go through the freshman thing and all . . . you know, silly pranks and whatnot.”

Lyla was a small female but built nicely. She had firm breasts, and Taz could tell that she was trying her best to make him notice them. She sat at the dining room table and smiled seductively toward him as she talked. Her long brown hair fell past her shoulders, and he couldn't help but to think about Tari. He shook the thought off and asked, “Are you sure your parents won't mind having another mouth to feed over the holidays?”

“Mommy and Daddy both adore Tazneema. They met when we first moved in here. As a matter of fact, it was Mommy's idea to invite her. You are going to let her come, aren't you?”

“That's up to Mama-Mama. We'll have to wait and see. You better go on and get dressed. You're joining us, right?”

“Yeah, I'm ready, see?” she said as she turned around in her short little outfit. She was wearing a tiny pair of Baby Phat shorts, with a cut-off Baby Phat T-shirt showing off her nice abs. She was sockless in a pair of DKNY tennis shoes. Her slim legs looked very inviting to Taz. She noticed that he was staring at her legs and asked, “Taz, do you mind if we went out on a date?”

Taz smiled calmly and said, “A what? Lyla, baby, when you're able to buy liquor, holla at your boy. Until then, baby girl, look at me as your older brother.”

“That sucks. You know I—”

“Girl, I know you ain't in here trying to get your mack on!” said Tazneema as she came into the room to give Taz a hug and a kiss on his cheek.

“Come on, Tee-Tee! You know how much I'm digging your brother.”

Tazneema and Taz shared a smile with each other, and then Tazneema said, “Girl, stop! Taz is not about to waste his time on a li'l girl.”

“Taz, do I look like a li'l girl to you?” Lyla asked as she did her li'l twirl for him again.

Once again, Taz took notice of her sexy legs and said, “Baby girl, you are tempting, but I have to stand on my word. So, get at me in, like, three more years and you just might have a shot.”

Pouting slightly, Lyla said, “Well, hell! That's a bummer!”

They all laughed as the girls went and grabbed their purses.

 

 

Taz had a headache as he sat down outside one of the dressing rooms in the Gap store. It felt as if they had been in every store in the damn mall. He gave Tazneema and Lyla his Black Card, and those two little freshmen went crazy shopping. Shoes, shoes, and more shoes were their first purchases, and after that, they then started looking for clothes to match the shoes. He had made so many trips back to his truck, putting up their stuff, that he'd lost count. It was now close to noon and they hadn't even shown the least bit of slowing down.

He pulled out his cell and called Tari at work. As soon as she answered her cell, he said, “Help! These girls are killing me!”

Laughing, Tari said, “Aw-w-w! Poor baby! Where are you all at?”

“We're at the mall. These two crazy-ass girls are trying to buy everything in every fuckin' store! Please, talk to me and tell me something that will stop me from losing my mind!”

“Well, I wish I could, but as you well know, I'm currently at work right now, and I'm kinda busy. So, you're going to have to deal with this one solo, buddy, 'cause, I gots to go. Bye-e-ee, boo!” she said and hung up the phone.

“Ain't that a bitch!” Taz said to himself as Lyla and Tazneema both came out of the dressing room wearing matching Gap jeans and tops.

“Tell me, Taz. Do you like how I look in these jeans?” asked Lyla as she did her twirl for him, showing her nice little booty.

Taz nodded his head and said, “You straight. But look, ladies. I'm getting tired of all of this shopping. Can we take a break and go have some lunch somewhere, please?”

They both started laughing. “All right, we can go get some Leo's Barbeque,” said Tazneema.

“What?
I ain't trying to go way back down to the City to get no damn Leo's!” said Taz.

“Taz, there's a Leo's out here in Norman. It's right down the street from here. See, we can go get something to eat, then come back here so I can finish doing my Christmas shopping.”