《HUSTLER》Chapter 22
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I haven't talked to Khaos in a couple of days now, but its what ever. I'm back working now though.
It took less than two weeks for them to open the club back up. I have a family reunion today.
Kandi bringing Jarrod. I know our family is probably going to like him. He a cool ass nigga, minus his hoe ways.
I'm really happy for Kandi and Jarrod. He better treat my cousin like a queen. Next time she cry I'll beat his ass my self.
I putted on an orange tight sundress and my jean jacket with the rips in it. I decided to wear my orange puma slides, the ones with the orange fur on it.
I putted in my stud earrings and I applied some lipgloss to my lips. I looked in the mirror.
I shook my head and took off the jean jacket. I combed through my hair and putted it into a messy bun.
I layed my edges and took a few pieces of hair out on purpose. I was looking so cute. I sprayed on some perfume then grabbed my phone.
I went downstairs and grabbed my keys. I locked my house and headed to the elevator.
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"Jarrod can you rub some lotion on my feet?"
"Yea" he applied lotion on my feet and rubbed it in.
After he got done I had slid my feet into my sandals. I was wearing a colorful sundress and I had my natural hair in two messy buns.
I sprayed on some perfume and looked over at Jarrods outfit. He had on white jeans and a red polo short.
He putted on his all white Kds then sprayed on some Cologne.
He had got a fresh hair cut and he was looking fine with them waves in his hair. I bit my lip looking at him.
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"Jarrod I'm horny"
He smirked then licked his lips. He layed me on the bed and spreaded my legs.
Then he pulled my panties to the side and entered me slowly. We stared at each other as he started to stroke me.
I moaned out in pleasure enjoying every second of this.
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I sent Jarrod a text telling him Kardan invited me to this lil family reunion they was having.
I had putted on some balmain jeans and a black basic T shirt. I had putted on my chain then my rolex.
I had my grill in my mouth and my diamond in my left ear. Yo boy was looking fresh.
I might hit up the club after this. I putted on my black balenciaga's and sprayed on some cologne.
I had got me a hair cut yesterday. Nigga lookin spiffy yuh heardd.
I haven't talked to Myra ever since that incident at the mall. I rubbed on my goatee and grabbed my keys.
I went downstairs and set my alarm. I got into my white Ferrari with the gold rims, then I drove off.
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I unwrapped the towel from around my hair and putted on my bra and some deodorant. I already had lotioned up.
Also I already had my clothes picked out.
I decided to not wear panties today. I putted on my jean skirt, which was a little too tight for me.
It showed off my ass so I really didnt care. I putted on a jean jacket and buttoned it up.
I decided to wear my cheetah print stiletto heels. I putted them on then applied some black lipstick to my lips.
I combed down my tracks and putted on my big hoop earrings.
Looking like a bad bitch goddess. I snapped a few pics then posted them to Instagram.
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I grabbed my keys then walked outside, I saw my neighbor cutting grass with his shirt off. I bit my lips just thinking about him.
After I get back I'll make it a mission to fuck him tonight.
I flipped my hair and got into my car. I haven't seen my father in like a couple of days now.
I love my stepmother like she was my own. My mom doesn't like her at all. That's none of my business though.
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I seen Khaos talking to my brother and my parents. I rolled my eyes and thought to myself "how does he know them, why is he even here?"
I walked up to them and my brother was the first one to speak. "Oh, Armon this my sister Myra"
I gave Armon a fake smile then had looked back at my brother. "Oh we've met before, actually he was a friend of mines"
Armon smiled at me and Kardan had chuckled, "what a small world huh?"
We all agreed with him, then my father had spoke up. "Kardan, Armon... I have to talk to y'all about some important business"
They both had nodded there heads and Armon had looked me up and down then winked.
"What in the actual fuck" I had thought to myself.
First he cursed me out and basically said he was going to kill me if I disrespect him again.
Now he winking at me like we cool? I just laughed and walked away. A couple seconds later I had got a text.
I looked at my phone and Khaos stupid ass had texted me.
BitchMade🚮: Im burnin det sundress
Me: Nahh its "fuck me" remember??
BitchMade🚮: Yea I wunna fuck you but you not ready for det rn bae
Me: Are you okayy?? Like is you sick??
BitchMade🚮: I'm sick asf, so gimme yo medicine 🌊😼
I crossed my legs and reread his message. I was getting wet and my hormones been all over the place.
Armon needs to stop before I really put this pussy on him. I'll have his ass addicted.
What am I talking about?? Its just my hormones, I need to calm down.
BitchMade🚮: On sum real shit meet me by my car.
I read his message then stood up from the table. I smoothed my dress out trying to get rid of a few wrinkles.
I spotted Khaos leaning on his car. I thought to myself "what do he want".
I walked towards him. I was not about to play any of his little games.
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