Disrespectfully, Relic

by Antoinette Sherell

To keep it simple, you’re waiting for handouts, Lexi. You sit around, harassing P for him to spoon feed you money since you think it upsets my sister. Do you think Tres is worried about you when she literally has access to all his accounts? Hell, it’s probably her sending the money ‘cause P don’t like giving you shit, but Promise lives under your roof. You look at your baby momma card like it’s an AMEX when it’s a prepaid Visa.”

Read her for filth!

“You’re fucking with my head, Larenn.” His strokes hastened and shaft swelled with his impending release as he threatened, “Fuck me over, and I’ll kill you. You hear me, Kennedy? I will kill yo ass dead.” She pecked his lips and stared him dead in the eyes. “Ditto, nigga.”