Off The Charts

by Zee Reneé

This man was on his knees, using the same lips he kissed me with this morning.

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His best friend and assistant, Victor, who is also our son’s godfather.

wtf…nigga is gay!!

His head bobbed up and down, damn near deep throating him with no hands. This nigga was a fucking pro.

Been doing the whole 10 yrs I bet

“Fuck!” Victory bellowed. “You suck this dick so good, baby.” “Mhmm,” Solomon moaned back. “You like that daddy?”

Daddy? Girl say something!!!

The avocado I had this morning was on its way up and out of m...

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bleach. I saw bullets flying. I saw… red. Dark red blood seeping out the sides of their heads from the bullets I wanted to put through them.

Set it off!!!

“You shut the fuck up! This probably ain’t the first ass you done played in!” I pointed.

Bc dnt say shit to me

Who the fuck is going to want a stay-at-home mom? You have nothing to offer anybody but three warm holes and that’s not enough. Can’t you tell? You won’t have shit without me, and you know that.”

Nigga please…

“Try me, nigga. I will expose yo rabbit ass just as sure as my name is what it is, ‘cause that’s all I got, right?

“I’m taking my son, my dignity, and the satisfaction of knowing that I could bury you with three sentences if I wanted to.”

“Well next time, you make sure you call his mama a crack headed hoe and say it just like that.”

Hell yes bc why they playing with Zion

“Yes, another one. Actually, I may have lost my touch, so if I need some throat refreshing lessons, I’ma call you.”

Punk ass baby daddy

My prayers were always simple, thanking the Big Man above for life, health, and strength, but I’ve found myself thanking Him for creating a woman like Jersei. I’d been asking Him was this His Will and if so, to mold me into the man that would be the perfect fit for His daughter.

It’s a lot of shit I haven’t verbally expressed to you ‘cause you might think a nigga off his rockers for how I’m tryna come behind you. You running away only gone make me chase yo’ ass harder. Every time you look over your shoulder, you gone see me right on your ass like a fucking lunatic.

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“There was a man in the background. He walked by fast, but I caught him. If I may ask in a child’s place, who was that man, Mom?”

Zion the inspector gadget 😂😂😂😂

I can’t fight the shit no more. I love you, Jersei Lane. I do. The shit I feel ain’t a like. It’s a burning desire, a fucking yearn. If I didn’t think you would think I was insane, I would ask you to marry me right now. Court room, paper signing, jumping a broom, I’on give a fuck. However I can have you forever, I’ll do it without a second guess ‘cause I know you’re who God crafted for me. Fuck the timing. My brain, heart, and mind are on one accord and that’s you.”

“I wanna put a baby in you,” I blurted. Vayce choked on his drink. “Yo, J what the fuck is wrong with you?” “So you wouldn’t carry my baby?” I looked at him in disbelief while he laughed his ass off. “You better be glad niggas can’t get pregnant. We’d have a slew of stair steppers. With yo’ fine ass. Six weeks who? Boy lay yo’ ass down and pull them Hanes to the side.”

“I know that’s right. Got you a good man sista.” “And do!”