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The plan was simple.

Do one more job and then we’d go our separate ways. Life would be simple and me, a hood bitch from Atlanta, would get to run away with the girl of my dreams.

So why am I covered in blood? Why am I surrounded by money I ain’t gonna ever get a chance to spend? And why is my sister, the one who I would give my life for responsible for all this shit?

I guess we all got a story, huh? You ain’t lived a good life unless somebody can look at you and say one of two things. That bitch lived hard and will never be forgotten or I ain’t trying to turn out like her.

For me, I guess, they gonna say both.

CHAPTER ONE

TASHA ‘DOM’

POST OFFICE

Ericka got the prettiest titties I’ve ever wanted to lick. Not too big, not tiny, just right. The way she pressing ‘em on this counter, while she fills out the paperwork to stop her mail temporarily, makes ‘em look edible. She’s goin’ out of town for a week and doesn’t want to get loaded with junk mail.

What you looking at, Tasha? She asked moving her hair to the side so I could get a better view. The sparkle from her Rolex watch slapping me in the face. Luckily the post office was empty because we would definitely be getting unwanted stares. Don’t eye ‘em if you not gonna get with me. You know all you have to do is say the word.

I chuckled and scratched my short curly hair. You goin’ hard ain’t you? I paused. All out in the open and shit.

No harder than normal. She shrugged. I figure if I keep trying then maybe…you’d come get this pussy.

She might not be with it, but I am, my sister, Crystal, said eying her like she was the last meal. Although she was gay too, she didn’t look like the type to move so hard. Her body and face said she was the girl of a trap nigga’s dreams, but her attitude was that of a dude.

My sister worked with me in the post office. Why? Because for whatever reason we did everything together. It was also the longest job we ever had or wanted to have. And since the post office was new because it’s in a new housing development in Atlanta, customers hardly ever came. That’ll change when they sell more units. This works especially considering we have another hustle that keeps paper in our pockets.

The development, Porter Estates, had homes worth five hundred thousand dollars or more, which meant they brought people with money. And considering my sister and me lived in Adamsville, a hood in Atlanta, which was far removed from this place, we felt like we were in a different world. And yet here we were.

Sorry, Crystal, you cute and all, but I don’t do fems. She winked and eyed my sister’s curves. But you are a bad bitch though. She licked her lips. Ain’t no denying that.

Crystal winked. Tell me something I don‘t know already, Crystal switched away in her blue uniform pants that I told her were too tight because they showed off her ass.

When Ericka’s done filling out the form, she slid it over and touched the top of my hand. You gonna be mine, Tasha. Trust me. I’m willing to play this game as long as you but it’s getting a bit old already. Let’s get together and make this thing official.

All I can say is we’ll see. I said while entering the information in the computer to pause her mail. So when you leaving?

She looked at the watch again. I’m goin’ to the airport now, she touched my hand again while I was typing. But I know what would make my trip nicer, if you packed a bag and came with. She leaned over the counter again to show me her cleavage. As if I didn’t get a good look the first time. You wouldn’t have to pay for shit, Tasha. I promise.

I wish I could. I lied. But I got something to do later. Who knows what the future holds though.

She frowned. Let me guess, it’s because of your little girlfriend Nikki. She rolled her eyes and stood up straight, crossing her arms over her chest. I wish you dump that child and get with a real bitch. She can’t be licking you right. She ran her hand through my short curly hair. Because you still look so uptight.

Nikki does me just fine in the bedroom, Ericka. I paused, not feeling like this conversation again. And anything I do decide to do on the side with you, won’t concern her so stop saying her name.

She frowned like I did something wrong to her. Why you so serious about her then? You in love ain’t you?

I eyed her seriously. Didn’t I say that’s my business? One of the reasons I could never fuck with you is ‘cause you don’t listen. You may have that house in Porter Estates but that don’t make you better.

See that’s the shit I hate ‘bout these females out here. Instead of enjoying whatever we got goin’ on they like to bring my bitch’s name up. I don’t care how bad a bitch is they will never make me leave Nikki.

It’s like this. I fuck these broads out here for a purpose. To see what they can give to me. Unlike my sister who even though she got a girlfriend too likes bumping pussies so much her clit rubbing off. For Crystal all you had to do is have a pretty face, be Fem or Dom and she’s jumping in. It ain’t the same for me. I’m serious about my relationship.

Plus it’s nothing out here for real. While Ericka is a cutie on the outside, Nikki’s GOALS all around. She’s sexy, smart, and proved she was down for me in more ways than I can count. If I ever do settle down and marry a bitch, which I can’t see right now, she gonna be the one.

One of these days I’m gonna get at that pussy and you gonna fall in love. She exhaled deeply. I’m single anyway so I don’t have nothing but time. Mark my words.

Maybe I’ll take you up on that offer if you watch that mouth, I winked. Maybe.

Yeah, whatever. She rolled her eyes and walked out the post office.

After she left I looked at the clock and locked the door. We’re not supposed to shut down so early but most of the customers haven’t moved into their homes yet and our boss didn’t mind us leaving a few minutes early. Well, at least that’s what we think. He never really said anything either which way.