A Gangsta Twist Saga (8 page)

“What's that supposed to mean?”

“You need proof beyond a reasonable doubt.”

“I'm goin' to get you for that one, slick!” she said with that sexy smile on her face.

“I hope so, boo! I hope so!”

Over the next few weeks, Taz and Sacha had become inseparable. Whenever she wasn't at work, she was with him. They enjoyed each other's company tremendously. Sacha found herself daydreaming about Taz whenever they weren't together. She loved the way he took charge when they went anyplace. His strength was a complete turn-on to her. And those eyes! Taz's brown eyes made her heart skip a beat whenever he stared at her.

“I'm telling you, Gwen, I think I'm falling in love.”

“Bitch, please! How long have you been dating this Taz? Two weeks?”

“Ho, it'll be a month this Saturday. And I want you to meet him this weekend, so don't make any plans, okay?”

“Whatever! You said he had a crew, huh? Are any of them worth me giving the time of day?”

“Maybe. There are five of them you can choose from. Knowing your whorish ass, you'll be able to pick one or two.”

“You got that right, bitch! Look, I have a client coming over. Let me call you later on.”

“All right, ho, but if I don't answer the phone, it's because I'm giving Taz some of my goodies tonight.”

Laughing, Gwen said, “It's about time you knocked the dust off that coochie, bitch! Bye!”

Sacha was laughing as she hung up the phone. She went into her bathroom and climbed into the tub. Tonight was the night she was going to let Taz take their relationship to the next level.
I hope he doesn't pull that same shit Clifford pulled on me.
The thought of Clifford and how he completely missed a golden opportunity amused the hell out of her.
Thanks to his ass, I got me some Taz!
she said to herself as she let the bubbles in her bath consume her body. “Fuck Calgon! Taz, take me away!” she laughed aloud.

 

 

Clifford was lying back on Cory's bed, thinking about Sacha. It had been almost a month since the incident at the club. Ever since, Sacha had made it a point to avoid him.
Damn, I fucked up! How in the hell am I ever going to get back in good with her? All because of that damn wannabe-ass thug nigga. Fuck!
he thought to himself as he watched Cory come back into the bedroom from her bathroom. Her slim frame was cool, but she was a straight slouch compared to Sacha.

Cory smiled as she climbed onto the bed and said, “Smile, baby. It can't be that bad.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“You look as if you've lost your best friend, baby.”

“Nah, I just got a lot on my mind, that's all.”

“Well, maybe I can get your mind on something else,” she said as she slid down toward his manhood and put it inside of her mouth.

“Yeah, you just might,” Clifford said as he closed his eyes while she did her thing.

 

 

Taz was dressed in a pair of light gray Dickies and a plain white tee. He climbed out of his truck and smiled as he walked toward Sacha's front door
. I can't believe how patient I'm being with this broad. I know I could have fucked the first night if I'd wanted to, but instead I chose to play the patient game with her. Why? That's the million-dollar fucking question,
he thought to himself as he knocked on the door.

Sacha came to the door dressed like the “Eye Candy” of the month in
XXL
magazine. She had on a matching bra and panties set covered with a sheer top. Her curvy figure was looking so enticing that it took all of Taz's self-control not to grab her and start making love to her right there in the doorway.

She smiled and said, “I hope you didn't have any plans for us tonight, baby, 'cause as you can see, I have plans for you all night long.”

He smiled as he entered her home and said, “Nah. I thought we were going to watch a flick or something, but I see you're tryin' to make your own flick tonight, huh?”

Smiling seductively, she said, “That's right, baby. I want to see if we can make our own magic on the big screen tonight. Now, come here and kiss me, baby.” As they shared a long kiss, Sacha couldn't believe that she was being this straightforward. This was completely out of character for her. But she didn't care; all she cared about at that moment was making love to Taz. He had shown her that he could be patient, and she respected that so much, even though she knew that he could have had her that very first night. That thought got her even wetter than she already was. She stepped out of his embrace and said, “Come.” She then led him into her bedroom, which was dark except for the three scented candles she had burning.

Taz stopped her and said, “Boo, are you really ready?”

“I've been ready, Taz. Tonight's the night, baby.” She sat on her bed and watched as he slowly began to undress. Watching him taking off his clothes got her so hot that she didn't even realize that she had let her right hand slip between her legs. She fondled herself while he took off his clothes.

Taz smiled as he watched her playing with her pussy.
This is one bad-ass female! Damnit, man, it's about to be on!
he said to himself as he stepped to her. “Come here, baby. Let me taste some of that.”

She pulled her hand from her sex, put two of her fingers inside of his mouth, and asked, “How does that taste, baby? Is it good? Tell me it tastes good, baby.”

Taz sucked her fingers and said, “Mmm! You're just as sweet as I thought you'd be.” He then scooped her into his arms and gently laid her onto her bed. He climbed on top of her and began to methodically lick her entire body. When he made it to her toes, he began to suck each one, one at a time.

Sacha moaned as her right hand found it's way back to her pussy. She was on fire from Taz's every touch.

Taz was so hard he felt as if he was about to explode.
I have to get inside of this pussy like now!
he said to himself as he slid back toward her face. They kissed each other passionately until Taz just couldn't take it any longer. He rolled off of her and reached for his wallet.

Sacha smiled as she took the condom he grabbed out of his wallet and opened the wrapper. She then pushed him onto his back and began sucking his dick. Her mouth was so warm and wet!

Damn! I done died and went to heaven!
thought Taz as he watched her suck on him. He didn't know when or how she had done it, but somehow she had slid the condom onto his dick while she was sucking him off. The next thing he knew, she was straddled on top of him, riding him as if her life depended on it. He reached up with both of his hands and began to squeeze each of her nipples. They grew hard instantly from his touch. Sacha's hair was all over the place as she continued to ride him harder and harder. Taz didn't think he would be able to hold off any longer. He wanted to be on top when he came, so he pulled her close to him and started kissing her as he rolled on top of her without ever coming out of her sex. He mounted her and took complete control. Through all of this, Sacha remained silent, which he appreciated. He really wasn't with all of that yelling and screaming shit, so it shocked the hell out of him when he heard all of the noise that he was making. “Damn, baby! This pussy is so good . . . it's so good! Is it mine, boo? Tell me it's mine! Tell! Me! It's! Mine!” he screamed.

“It's yours, Taz! It's all yours, baby! It's all yours!” Sacha yelled as she wrapped her legs around his waist and used her vaginal muscles to grip his dick harder. It had been so long since she had had sex that she was extremely tight. Taz was filling her completely, and she was in ecstasy. “Cum with me, baby! Can you do that for me?” she panted. “Cum with me, baby! Let's make this special. Cum! With! Me! Taz!”

“I'm cummin', baby! I'm cummin'!” he screamed as he unloaded his sperm into the condom he was wearing.

Spent, he rolled off of her and sighed. Sacha was still feeling a few aftershocks of their lovemaking as she lay there, still slightly trembling. After a few minutes, she seemed to regain her bearings. She turned toward Taz and knew right then and there that she was in love. She wiped the sweat off of his forehead, smiled, and said, “Get up, baby. I'm not finished with you yet.”

She then pulled him to the end of the bed so that his feet were on the floor. She got in front of him and started sucking his dick with so much vigor that Taz felt as if he was going to cum again that fast. Once she had him nice and hard again, she put her feet onto his thighs and turned her body so that her back was against his chest. Using her legs for leverage, she slid herself onto his dick and began to ride him real slow at first, then faster and faster.

All Taz could do was lay back on the bed and watch in amazement as she rode him like she was a sex maniac.

This time when she came, he came also. “Oh! Taz! I'm! Cumming! It feels so go-o-o-od, baby! It feels so-o-o-o good!”

“Ride that dick, baby! Ride that dick!” he screamed.

“Is it mine, Taz? Is it all mine?”

Just as he started to cum, he screamed, “Yeah, boo, it's yours! It's all yours!”

They both fell back onto the bed, completely spent. They were so caught up with their lovemaking that neither of them realized that their second round of sexing was without a condom.

The next morning, Sacha got up to find Taz gone. She groggily climbed out of her bed and went to the bathroom, where she was surprised to see Taz soaking in the bathtub. She smiled and said, “Good morning, baby. How long have you been up?”

“Good morning. I got up a li'l after six. I don't like to sleep late. Plus, I knew you would be getting up early to go to work.”

Sacha sat down on the toilet and started relieving herself. After she was finished, she smiled and said, “I'm sorry, I couldn't hold that much longer.”

Taz laughed and said, “I ain't trippin'. After all, this is your spot.”

“Speaking of spots, Mr. Taz, when am I going to be invited to yours? We've been seeing quite a bit of each other, and I don't even know where you live. Don't tell me that you have a wife and kids somewhere stashed on me. I wouldn't take too kindly to that, mister.”

Taz climbed out of the tub, wrapped a towel around himself, and said, “Nah, baby, nothin' like that is goin' on in my life. It's all about you, Sacha.”

The look in his eyes told her that he was telling the truth. For some reason, she felt that his eyes seemed to speak volumes to her. She smiled and said, “Good. So, when am I going to get to make love to you in your bedroom?”

He laughed and said, “Whenever you want to, baby. I'm about to go get my workout on, and then I'll be free for the rest of the day. What's on your agenda today? Any court appearances?”

“Nope. I have to go to the county jail and visit a client at ten. After that, my day is done. Are we on for some lunch, then heart-stopping sex or what?” she asked with that sexy smile of hers.

“How about the heart-stopping sex, then lunch?”

Laughing, she said, “Either way is fine with me, Mister Taz.”

“That's cool. Now, come here and give me a hug.” They shared a tight hug and then a passionate kiss. “I'm digging you more than I expected, Sacha,” Taz said as he pulled himself from their embrace.

Staring into his eyes, she asked, “Is that good or bad, baby?”

Smiling, he responded, “It's definitely good. I never thought I could feel this strongly for a woman so quickly.”

“Why is that?”

“My past just wouldn't let me love easily.”

“Love? Are you telling me that you're in love with me?”

He returned her stare briefly, then nodded his head yes. “I fell in love with you the first time I laid my eyes on you, boo. But I refused to let my emotions override my intellect. I knew that if I ever saw you again, you were going to be mine. That's why when I saw you at the club again, I didn't hesitate. That clown you were with didn't have a chance. I was going after what I wanted.”

As she pulled Taz out of the bathroom, she said, “You're so damn cocky sometimes! I wish I could say the same, but I wasn't sure about you or your intentions until after I got to know you.”

“Yeah, I know. You thought I was Nino Brown.”

She punched him lightly on his arm and said, “I'm serious, Taz. I have to be careful. You know I could be disbarred if I got involved with a criminal. But, when we made love last night, I realized that I don't give a damn if you're on the Ten Most Wanted list by the FBI. All I want is for you to love me as much as I love you.”

Smiling, he asked, “Love? So, are you telling me that you love me, Sacha?”

“Yes, Taz, I love you.”

“I love you, too, Li'l Mama.”

“Li'l Mama? Where'd that come from?”

“My mother always told me that she will always be my Big Mama, and any other woman who ever comes into my life will be my Li'l Mama. Now that it's official that you're my woman, you're now my Li'l Mama. So, I guess I have to call Mama-Mama and set up a time for you two to meet.”

“Mama-Mama?”

“That's my mother.”

“Oh, okay. When will I get to meet her?”

“I'll give her a call after I finish working out this morning. Call me after you come from the county jail, and we'll see then.”

“Taz, it's a quarter to eight. I don't have to be at the county jail until ten.”

“And I told you I have to go work out. I'm meeting my niggas at the gym in a hour.”

Smiling seductively, she said, “Well, that means we still have some time to kill.” She pulled him close to her and said, “There are a few more things I didn't get to show you last night.”

Smiling, he asked, “And what's that, Li'l Mama?”

She pulled him onto the bed and said, “You'll see!”

 

 

By the time Taz made it home, the entire crew was parked in his driveway.

Keno smiled as he watched Taz get out of his truck. “Damn, my nigga! Is she really like that? You look like you've been in a fuckin' marathon or some shit.”

Taz smiled and said, “Yeah, dog, she's like that!”

They went inside of Taz's home, and Taz said, “Y'all go on downstairs and start warming up. I'll be down after I change.” He went upstairs to his bedroom and quickly changed into a pair of sweatpants and a wife-beater. Once he was changed, he went downstairs and joined his homies.

Bob was stretching, while Red and Wild Bill were loosening up their joints by curling one of Taz's curl bars without any weights on it. Bo-Pete and Keno were taking turns warming up their joints by bench-pressing light weight.

Taz's built-in gym was equipped with everything one could imagine. There were over several hundred pounds of free weights. He had dumbbells, shoulder machines, squat machines, even a built-in Olympic-sized swimming pool, not to mention a sauna room and Jacuzzi. He had spent over three hundred thousand dollars on everything. To him, it was money well spent, because he had all the luxuries of a regular gym inside of his home.

“All right, you clowns, let's do this,” Taz said as he began to stretch and get loose.

They had a set routine that they did Monday thru Friday. They would start by doing five sets of twenty-five reps with the curl bars. Then they would do some work with the dumbbells. Afterward, they would head to the bench press and do ten sets of twenty reps on the bench. Finally, they would jump into the pool and swim fifty laps. Since they were all over thirty, it was a must that they kept themselves in tip-top shape. And though they had different characteristics physically, they were some very strong men.

After they had finished their workout, Taz told Keno that he was having lunch with Sacha, and that he planned on taking her over to meet Mama-Mama.

“Is that right? Damn, gee! You're really serious about, her huh?”

“Yeah, dog, I love her.”

Wild Bill was sipping on a bottled water and damned near spit a mouthful all over Bob's face. “You're
what?
Damn, nigga, you just met the broad!”

“So what? I know when I'm loving a female, nigga. I'm not like your li'l ass. I don't fall in and out of love every other week.”

Bob started laughing and said, “I'm happy for you, my nigga. I hope she's been looking for a homegirl for me.”

“Bob, she's a attorney, gee. I don't think she has any fuckin' ‘homegirls',” Taz said sarcastically.

“Well, one of her colleagues, then,” Bob said with a smile.

“You're a fuckin' clown, nigga, you know that?”

“Don't pay that nigga any attention, homey. Do you. I'm happy for your ass. It's about time you really started living again,” Red said seriously.

“I have a question, though. What you gon' do about Tari now that you're all in love and shit?” asked Bo-Pete.

“That, my nigga, is a very good question,” Taz said as his sipped his bottled water.

 

 

Sacha decided to stop at the office before she went to go visit her client in the county jail. She was feeling extremely giddy as she walked down the hallway toward her office. The smile she had on her face quickly turned to a frown when she saw Clifford coming toward her. He stopped her and said, “Hello, Sacha.”

“Good morning, Cliff. How are you?”

“Fine. You're looking stunning this morning.”

“Thanks. Could you excuse me? I'm kind of pressed for time. I have to be at County in about twenty minutes,” she said as she checked the time on her Rolex.

“Sacha, I know I made a complete ass of myself at the club that night. I hope you can forgive me for my childish behavior.”

“Cliff, that's the past. Let's just leave it there, okay?”

Smiling brightly, he said, “Exactly! So, when do you think we could get together and start from scratch?”

She gave him a look as if to ask whether he was serious. When she saw that he was, she said, “Well, Cliff, I'm seeing someone now, and it looks as if it's getting pretty serious.”

“Serious? Come on, Sacha! It's barely been a month since we were at the club. How could it be that serious?”

Sighing heavily, she said, “It'll be a month this Saturday, Cliff. And believe me, it is serious, so let it go, okay? Look, like I said, I'm running late. Bye, Cliff,” she said as she went inside of her office and grabbed a few of her notes on her new client.

 

 

After Sacha was led into the visiting room of the county jail, she sat down at the small table and pulled out her files and started reviewing them. Her new client was being held without bail by the DEA for distribution of crack cocaine. He obviously had plenty of money, since he was able to afford her as an attorney. She figured the best thing she could do for him was to get him to plea out and hope for the best deal possible, especially since he was caught on tape making a direct drug transaction with an undercover agent.

One of the sheriffs came into the visiting room with her client in handcuffs. After cuffing one of his hands to the small table, the sheriff left them alone inside the visiting room.

“Hello, Mr. Surefield. How are you doing today?”

“I'm hangin' in there. Do you think you'll be able to get me a bail, ma'am?”

“I don't think so, but I'll try when we go to your bail hearing next week.”

“
Next week?
Why do we have to wait so damn long?”

“First off, your court date has been set for Tuesday, Mr. Surefield. That's only six days away. And secondly, that's how these things go. Now, tell me, have you ever been in any trouble like this before?”

“Nah, this is my first case. How much time do you think I'm gon' get?”

“That's kind of difficult to say at this point. You do know that you were caught on tape selling crack cocaine to an undercover officer.”

“Yeah, I know. You can't tell me what I'm lookin' at?”

“Since this is your first arrest, you might be lucky enough to get ten years.”

“
Ten years?
Fuck that shit! I ain't tryin' to do no damn ten years! You gots to get me a better deal than that!”

“Mr. Surefield, the only way we can get you a better deal than that will be for you to tell the DEA something that will want to make them help you out.”

“So, in order for me to get less than a dime, I got to tell somethin', huh? Fuck that shit! I ain't no snitch!”

“I understand, Mr. Surefield.”

“Call me Tony.”

“Okay, Tony. Let's go over everything for the record. You sold two ounces of crack cocaine to an undercover agent on November 10th, 2005. You were unlucky enough to be caught up in a DEA sting operation. Since you sold more than fifty-two grams of crack, that puts you in the ten to life penalty range.”

“Ten to life? I thought you said I was lookin' at ten years!”

“I did. But the federal system doesn't work exactly like that.”

“You need to break this shit down for me, ma'am.”

“Your deal will most likely be, like I said, ten years to life. But since this is your first arrest, your numbers on the federal guidelines should be relatively low—category one to be exact. It's the decision of the U.S. assistant attorney on exactly how low your numbers will be down the category. If they want to, they could push for more time. It all depends.”

“On what?”

“On you, Mr.—excuse me—Tony.”

“So, once again you're tellin' me that I should tell them something?”

“No, I'm not telling you to tell them anything, Tony. That decision has to be made by you, and you only. What I am telling you is that you're looking at doing some time, either way. The final decision is solely up to you. If you'd like, I'll speak with the U.S. assistant attorney who has your case, and see what he's actually talking about.”

“Yeah, you do that, 'cause if I gots to tell somethin' to get under a dime, then so be it.”

Damn! I thought you weren't going to snitch,
Sacha thought to herself. To her client, she said, “That's fine, Tony. I'll get right on it, and I'll see you Tuesday in court.”

“If I tell somethin', will that help me get a bail?”

“It might. Like I said, it's all up to the U.S. assistant attorney.”

“Okay. When you speak with him, make sure that you let him know that I gots a lot to tell. Okay?”

“I'll do that. You do understand that my fee is still the same either way?”

“Yeah, I got your chips. Don't trip on that shit.”

“Whom shall I contact for payment?”

“My big brother KK's wife will be getting at you later on today.”

“That's fine. Have her take the check to my office and leave it with the receptionist if I'm not there. Well, I guess that's all for now, Tony. I'll give the assistant attorney a call and see exactly where we're at. I'll know more when we get to court Tuesday. If you need to speak with me, give me a call at the office. You can call collect if you have to.”

“Thanks.”

After they had shaken hands, Sacha gathered her things and put them inside of her leather briefcase and called for the sheriff. She watched as Tony was led back into the county jail.
It's a shame that these young brothers get themselves caught up like this. Now he's about to get more young brothers caught up in the system just because he can't do all of the time he's about to get. This shit is so crazy,
thought Sacha as she left the visiting room.