The Blueprint To Love

by T'Lyn

Leave it to her to give my dog an actual name.

“Bitch down at Ruby Kisses taking more dicks than a fuckin’ gloryhole but go off. That’s your sucka ass business.”

“As perfect as you are to me, Sugar, you are not flawless. You’re actually very spoiled, entitled, self-righteous, and way too independent.”

“Don’t be surprised when God changes everything you’re going through to everything you made it through. Your breakthrough is closer than you think.”

“Anyway, how was the stupid ass date other than you finding out she take more dicks than the health department?

“Have you asked God what you should do about this?” “I have actually,” she mumbled. “I’ve been on my knees begging and pleading with him more than a hoe trying to meet her quota for her pimp.”

“But Daddy said he would give me a blue note if I acted like the real nigga he was raising me to be. So can you tell him I did it? I really want the money.” I shook my head at the verbiage I knew his father used with him verbatim.

“No, what you’re doing is disrespecting my husband,” I let her know. “I’m sure you’re used to talking to and about him in a fucked up way and he allows it because for whatever reason he loves you, but Mrs. Tate, I do not share that sentiment and will fuck you up for playing games with my man, okay? He’s a good man that actually came from a pretty shitty family, but he has me and mine now and well, I’m sure you know what comes with being a Powers, right?” I smirked. “So, when it comes down to my husband…” I stepped a little closer. “Well, just don’t let it come down to my husband. Okay?”