Street Chronicles Girls in the Game (24 page)

“All right, if you can produce the cash and set that up, we are even. Come polish me off before you go. That young bitch keeps nickin’ my dick with her teeth. You know nobody gives head better than you.”

“Fuck you, Bobby,” Teesa said as she walked away.

Bobby stood with his mouth ajar.
This bitch is serious. She's never turned me down before,
he thought angrily. “Teesa, have you lost your mind? Get back here,” he yelled sternly as he pulled the condom off his limp dick and grabbed her hand. She pulled herself free from his grasp and continued her journey. She took one last glimpse at the love of her life before she made her way through a group of laughing white teenagers and headed for her bike. Bobby's limp dick and sinister look ceased their laughter at once.

He looked at the teenagers and rolled his eyes. “What the fuck you wiggers looking at? Cornball-ass white muthafuckas,” he added.

Teesa got on her bike and zoomed off. As she rode back to
New Jersey, she tried to recap her life with Bobby for the three-plus years they had been together. When they first met, he had just acquired a multimillion-dollar record label, and he took good care of Teesa. He pampered her with furs, jewelry, cars, and trips to five-star resorts on several seas. He went as far as paying close to $500,000 to get her out of some serious trouble with the mob to save her life. He moved her out of a small Brooklyn studio apartment into a cozy three-bedroom town house with a pool in Hackensack, New Jersey. Their lovemaking was explosive, especially the makeup sex, which at present she knew would be the bomb.

Bobby's dick ain't no bigger or better than Trey's, and Trey's pockets are bigger. So why can't I just walk away?
she thought.

The answer was elementary to all who knew Teesa and Bobby. Not only did she feel she was eternally indebted to him for saving her life, but Bobby had her mind. He had complete control, and he didn't have to spend another dime or lay any more pipe. Teesa knew it. She was surprised she had made it out of there without letting Bobby dick her ass down first. He had her mind tangled, but Teesa was determined to loosen the knots no matter what the cost.

She had left him once before and was free of his mind games for ten months. They had been back together for six months, and at this point in their relationship he had three failing music artists and had run through every penny he had, but his cocky attitude remained. She had to come out of her current situation, and she knew exactly how to do it.

Later that same night Entice's phone rang as she sat in front of the mirror applying makeup. “Hello?” Entice said, answering the phone.

“Entice, how have you been? It's been a second,” the caller asked.

Entice gently ran her fingers over the tattoo that bore the caller's name a few inches below her bikini line and shut her eyes.
You're a manipulator. I won’t give in,
she thought.

“Hey, T, how have you been and what do you want?” she asked.

“Why do I always have to want something?” T asked. “I'm just checkin’ up on you. I haven't spoken to you in a minute.”

“Yeah, well, that minute hasn't been long enough.”

“Are you working tonight? Can I see you before you go to the club?”

“Nah. I'm only in the club two nights a month, and that's every other Friday.”

“This your Friday off?”

“Yeah, I have a private session with Merc.”

“Merc? You mean the rapper Merciless?”

“Yup, eight-times-platinum rapper Merciless MC. I have been seeing him for the past year. That nigga had a pole built in his master bedroom for me. Not to mention he pays me ten Gs each time I come.”

I should never have dumped that bitch, but she was getting too attached. She's gettin more paper than my ass,
T thought.

“Can I see you for a second before you go to work tonight, please?”

“No, T I don't want you coming near me.”

“I have a business opportunity for you.”

“Yeah? Well, our business always ends up with us in the bed with you making promises you'll break and me being left alone minus a couple of thousand dollars.”

“I can triple that money you're going to make tonight if you just let me come and holla at you. I swear I don't need any money, and I won't touch you if you don't want me to.”

Entice thought for a moment before answering. “You can have fifteen minutes of my time. I don't want you in my house either. Meet me downstairs in the lobby. Be here at nine o'clock sharp and not a minute later.”

“Thanks, Entice.”

Entice hung up the phone and stared at herself in the mirror.
Why can't you just leave that alone? T will never be with you, and you just keep on giving in.

A
t nine p.m. promptly, Entice's bell rang, alerting her that someone was in the lobby for her. She didn't answer it right away. She wanted to keep T waiting a minute. Eventually she pressed her intercom button and said, “I'll be down in a minute, T.”

After a few seconds, Entice's pointy heels could be heard clunking down the lobby stairs. Once she reached the bottom step, T almost forgot for a minute that she really wasn't gay, and was with Entice only so she could catch her trap. During the ten months the two had been together, Entice would average anywhere from two to four thousand tax-free dollars a night and would spend most of it on Teesa.

Entice was wearing a long sheer brown skirt that was trimmed with copper sequins and a brown wife-beater knotted tightly in the back that hugged her oversize breasts. Her naturally curly hair hung wildly down her back. She was chocolate brown, with slanted eyes and a schoolgirl smile. She folded her arms and looked at her watch.

“Teesa, you have fourteen minutes left. How much do you want, and when are you going to pay me back? Since we haven't been together you have borrowed over—”

“I know, I know,” Teesa said, cutting her off. ”I don't want any money from you, Entice. I need a favor. This favor can get me the
money I need to pay you back. There's a dude going to the club tonight. His name is Guy. All you have to do is work your magic on him and get him to hire you overnight next week sometime so I can get into his crib. He is a good-ass dude with long-ass paper.”

“What's in it for me, T?”

“I can promise you twenty thousand out of the deal. Entice, I have to use the bathroom,” Teesa said as she jumped around, trying hard to keep her legs pressed together.

Entice removed her keys from a copper-colored satin pouch that hung loosely off of her wrist. “Hurry up. Merc is waiting for me.

Teesa ran up the stairs and let herself into Entice's duplex. She was shocked to see most of Entice's belongings packed in boxes. She inspected most of them and walked into the bedroom. She went directly to Entice's night table drawer, removed some money from it, and placed it into her pocket.

She never counts her tips at the end of the night. She lets them pile up until Monday, then deposits half. I'll give this to Bobby,
Teesa thought.

There was a picture lying facedown on the nightstand. Teesa turned it over and wasn't surprised to see a picture of her and Entice. They were standing on a cruise ship with a life preserver that read, u.s. VIRGIN ISLANDS
.
She put it back down and finally went into the bathroom, where she sat on the toilet fully clothed and in deep thought.

I wonder where this bitch is going? Who gives a fuck? I have to get this plan into motion.

As Teesa heard Entice's heels ascending the stairs, she flushed the toilet, put on the most seductive face she could, and met her at the door. She gently tugged on Entice's skirt and slipped her hand under its waistband. Teesa stroked the neatly cut triangular patch of hair near Entice's tattoo. When Entice neglected to shrink
back, Teesa eased her skirt and thong down to the ground. Teesa knelt down and licked the exact spot where the word
Teesds
was tattooed under Entice's bikini line as she massaged her huge brown cheeks with one hand and spread her legs apart with the other.

“You know this pussy will always be mine,” Teesa said. “Why you trying to hide my name?”

Teesa squatted, looked up into Entice's vagina, and began to stroke it with her tongue.

Entice wanted Teesa so badly. She needed it. She missed it. She had to have it. Sex with men bored her. It did nothing for her. But Teesa's touch instantly aroused her, and her moist tongue made her feel loved even though she knew Teesa was bad news.

As Teesa sucked gently on Entice's clitoris, she felt no emotion, no pleasure. She just kissed and sucked as her thoughts kept moving.
This bitch smells like peaches. I hate eating pussy. Entice better come through on this favor.
She stopped her thoughts to spit a hair off her tongue.
What can I say to make this bitch do what I need her to do? Oh, I know
—

“I can't believe I let you go,” Teesa moaned seductively. “I was just confused. I didn't know how to manage my feelings for another woman. You turned me out.”

As Teesa went to stick her finger in between Entice's big brown cheeks, Entice welcomed it and began to slide her ass against it. Teesa stood up as she worked Entice's asshole with her fingers and gently kissed her lips.

Entice was on cloud nine. Trying to make her feeling of euphoria last longer, she inhaled and encompassed Teesa's kiss, and that was when she thought she smelled the slightest scent of something she knew so well—vagina, and it wasn't her own. Entice began to sob.

“Get off of me, T!” Entice shoved her and walked away from
Teesa. “You smell like pussy! You just finished eating the next bitch's pussy and have the nerve to come over here and try to get up in mine?”

“What are you talking about? I just went down
on you!”
Teesa shouted. She stopped to think for a second.
Unless this bitch smells Bobby's young chick on my lips. Yuck, that means that nigga was probably eating her pussy when I opened the door.

“Listen, Teesa.” She sniffled. “I will do whatever you want me to do tonight if you promise to leave me alone once and for all. As I am sure you noticed, I am moving. Don't look for me. Don't call my family for me either. Just let me be. If I can get this dude to spend one night with me next week, will you promise to leave me alone?”

Momentarily Teesa felt Entice's pain.
She wants to be rid of me like I want to be rid of Bobby. She hates to love me.
“Yeah, I promise.”

Entice began to cry harder as she thought to herself,
It's that easy for her to let me go.
She pulled up her skirt and walked into her bathroom.

Teesa watched her walk. She could never understand how her ass was so perfect and so big. It was almost inhuman. She would always tease Entice and say she had silicone in her ass as well as her breasts.

Entice wiped herself down with a cool rag and came back out. “Okay, then I will do it,” she said gently as she exited the bathroom.

Teesa went into her wallet, pulled out a photo of Delilah and Guy, handed it to her, and went into the bathroom. She gargled and scrubbed her face.
I can't be smellin like pussy when I go home to my man. I am going to make this Trey thing work. After this, I am going to turn my life around.
Teesa replied to herself
You said the same thing when you had Bobby rob Frank's house.

She looked at herself in the mirror, shook her head, and then exited the bathroom. When she came out, Entice was studying the photograph.

“His name is Guy, and he has a lot of money. So look for the niggas buying the most bottles. Do you need to hold on to the picture?” Teesa asked.

“Nope. I got it.”

“Call me later and let me know how it goes. Don't let me down, okay?”

Teesa walked toward the front door.

“I mean it, T. I don't ever want to see you again after I do this,” Entice pleaded.

“I heard you the first time. If you pull this off, you have my word,” Teesa said, almost feeling sorry for her. “At least let me walk you downstairs.”

Entice and Teesa made their way down the steps.

“So, when are you moving?” Teesa asked her.

“Next week,” Entice replied.

They walked to the back of the building, and Entice shook her head when she realized Teesa had traded in the 2004 CLK that she purchased for her for a 2006.

“Nice ride, Teesa,” Entice said sarcastically.

Teesa smiled as she sat in the car. Before she could reply she realized Entice was pushing a brand-new burgundy Porsche Cayenne S SUV. The temporary dealer plates were still on the back window. Teesa had to prevent her mouth from dropping wide open and drooling.

“It was a gift,” Entice called out as she waved and floored the gas petal.

Emotionally destroyed, Entice took off and made her way to the George Washington Bridge. Teesa's actions helped her confirm what she really had to do. When she pulled up in front of Merciless's
gated home in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey, her game face was tight. She entered the home and seductively switched her way into the bedroom, where he was sitting on the end of the bed, fully clothed. She kissed him passionately.

“Sit down, beautiful. I missed you last week. I don't know why you didn't fly down to Brazil with me while I was on the set of my new video,” Merciless said as he slid off her stilettos and kissed her perfect toes before he began massaging her feet.

“I didn't want to be out there with all of your whores,” Entice replied. “I like being the center of your attention.” She stood up and let her skirt drop to the floor. Then she turned around, bent down, and purposely stuck her ass in his face as she picked it up.

“Shit, there ain't one video trick out there that can stand up to you,” he said as he looked at her behind. “You the best, and you're mad cool. I don't know why you don't take me up on my offer to fuck with me and me only. Shit, you smart, AIDS free, no kids, and give good head. What more can a nigga ask for?”

“I don't fuck with no one else.”

“I'm talking about that strippin’ shit. If the right niggas give you the right amount of bread, your ass is fuckin’ them, too. Just like you did me. That's your job. But I am willin’ to let all of that shit stay in the past so we can build a future together.”