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“No,” I said jumping up.  “Don’t go,” I pleaded as I took her hand into mine. “We have a lot to discuss.  It’s time we sit down and talk,” I said. 

Patrice looked between Porsche and me for some answers.  When we didn’t answer her she took it upon herself to speak.  Patrice began, “Can I ask what is going on? Why all of a sudden you want to talk Paris?  I thought you wanted me out of the house.”

“I only spoke out of hurt and anger.  I didn’t mean to get so upset.  I’m so sorry Patrice,” I said. 

Grabbing my sister I begin to cry.  She burst into tears as we both cried together.  Porsche walked into our circle and all three of us cried for the hurt and pain that we caused one other.  We knew without a doubt that this situation had made us much stronger within our sisterhood, and that from now on we would be there for each other no matter what.     

To be continued…

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Still Chasing Love & Rainbows

Porsche~ Chapter 1

I was lying next to Link thinking about how life has always thrown my sisters and me a curve ball. No matter how hard we try to do things the right way something always come along and messes up our whole outlook on life. We all have our on different dreams but we want one thing and that is LOVE.

My sisters and I crave to be in love or to be loved by somebody. We all know that we love each other as sisters, but the kind of love we want is from a man. We seek that attention and want it so bad that were willing to do anything to get it.

I think it has something to do with our parents dying so young on us. A part of us is
missing;
the special love that only a parent can give. I came to a conclusion that I want to be a part of my daughter’s life.  I would be the mother she needs. I know what it feels like to not have a mother’s love and I don’t want her to feel that way. I don’t want her to be angry with me years later that I never told her that I was her mother. My daughter needs me.

“What’s on your mind?”  I glanced over at Link and snuggled closer to him.

“Trying to make sure I’m making the right decision about something important in my life.”

“Does it have something to do with me?”

“Maybe.” I smiled up at him. Our lips touched lightly at first and then we both deepened the kiss.

“Well, whatever is weighing heavy on your mind know that I will always be here for you Porsche.”

“Thanks baby.” I sighed in relief.

“Are you ready to meet my man tomorrow?”

“Yeah. As long as it’s not an episode from last week with my family then I’m okay.”

We both laughed. Last week was full of drama with my family. My baby sister Patrice ends up married at the age of eighteen and pregnant by her high school sweetheart, Antonio. We were all shocked because she is so smart and sweet. Patrice is number one in her high school class and she was supposed to be going to Harvard for college.  She is now a wife and going to be a mommy. Paris, my older sister, was not happy about it. She was so furious that she told Patrice to leave our house. She refuses to support her being pregnant and married.

I think I was the only sane one in the situation. Paris and I got into a big argument over it and I end up attacking her. I didn’t want to put my hands on my sister because we don’t fight each other. I respect her as a mother figure and since I put my hands on her, I felt I disrespected her.  She pushed my buttons when she told me I couldn’t take Paige because I was going to leave the house as well after she told Patrice to leave.

Something in me snapped. I reached for her hair and had her on the ground. My sister began to scream and yell about Marcus hurting her. I immediately stopped because I knew something was wrong. Paris and Marcus have been together for eleven years. He cheated on her with this girl who I used to dance with at the club. When Paris found out, she told him to leave and that she needed space.

Paris went to a club with my cousin Leon
and saw
Marcus there. He didn’t like it that she was having a good time and dancing with someone else. What really pissed him off was the short dress she had on from out of my closet.  Marcus dragged Paris to an office of the club manager and yelled about her attire. He accused her of being a whore and Paris goaded him into believing she was sleeping with someone else.

Marcus became angry and raped Paris in the office on the floor. He regretted it after it happened. Paris hasn’t been the same since, and I believe she let him back into the house because she was afraid of him. After I learned of what he did to her, I made him leave. She has not spoken to him since he left the house a week ago.

“Trust me there will be no drama from my part.” Link said to me.

“Well that’s good to know. I’ve had enough drama to last me a lifetime right about now.”

“So you’re still going to the club to pick up your stuff tomorrow?” He asked.

I took a deep breath because I knew that wasn’t the only reason why I was going to the club. I was going to beat the shit out of Tasha for laughing and smirking in my face when she knew she was fucking my sister’s man. That shit just don’t sit well with me. When I see that bitch tomorrow it’s on. No questions asked.

“Yeah, then we can meet up. I can’t wait to meet your best friend.”  I told him.

“I can’t wait for you to meet him too.”  Link smiled, thinking about his best friend.  He then replied, “Man we’ve been boys since high school when he moved around my way.”

“That’s good baby. I never had any friends besides my sisters. I can’t trust these bitches now a days.”

“I feel you baby. It just been and him me. I can’t fuck with that many cats neither. We have been partners in the trade forever.” I looked over at him and I knew what the trade meant.

“So when are you getting out of the trade.”

I asked him this questions because he is a lawyer. I don’t know how he does it. Link is a great businessman, and I can’t see him being in the drug trade.  I never ask questions, but I know he needs to hurry and get out.  Being a lawyer is the only thing that is saving his ass.

“I got a few more things lined up. Cee and I are working on going legit soon. Are you going to hang with me until then?”

“Boy, I’m a ride and die bitch. I got you,
” I
giggled at him.

“How hard can you ride?” he asked.

“Let me show you.” I flipped his ass over and reached for a condom. I ripped it open and placed it on with my mouth. I climbed on top and took all 12 inches inside. Damn he felt so good. I took a deep breath and begin to ride.

“You like that baby?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said between moans.

“You ready for me to ride it.”

“Y…e…s…” he said biting his bottom lip while gripping my hip.

I begin to move my hips more. I rotated back and forth until I found a rhythm.  I closed my eyes and begin to ride his ass. I placed my hands on his chest and leaned over to bite his bottom lip that he had between his teeth. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as we wrestled trying to suck on each other’s tongues.

I bucked back and forth like I was riding on a bull. I began to go faster until Link reached down and begin to massage my clit with his thumb.

“Damn you. This is my show,” I said to him.

He continued to stroke my clit and I kept on riding because I was about to cum. I reversed on his ass and started to ride him backwards with my back facing his face.

“Oh.. shit. Damn girl what are you doing to me?”

“I’m giving you the ride of your life. So hold on baby.” I looked back at him over my shoulder.

Link gripped my hips and began to bounce me up and down. Then he sat up and I screamed so loud you would have thought someone was beating my ass. I don’t know about you all, but when Link sat up his whole dick hit inside my stomach. The pain felt good but I couldn’t take it anymore.

I turned back around with both legs on the side of him. He smacked my ass as I moved forward on his dick. We went at it like we were in heat. He was pumping up and I was pumping down. Link began pinching on my breast as I grabbed a hand full
of his dreads. Fuck, that shit felt so good. Link begins to play with my clit once again and I was about to cum.

“I’m cumming baby.” I shouted.

“I’m right behind you.”

“Is this my dick?” I shouted to him.

“Umm. Umm.”

“I said is this my dick.” I begin to pump harder. I reach behind me and grab his balls.

“Got damn it, yes! Fuck Yeah. This is all yours baby girl every last inch of it.” Link yelled in a raspy voice.

I screamed at the top of my lungs and came so damn hard. My juices were all over the condom and Link was right behind me. He thrusted so hard that I flipped over on my stomach and he began to pump harder. He had me so far up in doggie style that I began to laugh hard. He finally came and we both collapsed, out of breath.

“You know you mine forever.”

“Forever baby.” I said. Let’s just hope I don’t regret those words later on.

When I arrived at the club later the next day to pick up my stuff, I already knew I was going there to beat Tasha’s ass. All my life I have been a fighter. I came out of the womb fighting. I have never backed down from anything and when I set my sights on something, I go for it.

I always hung around the loud and rowdy crew growing up. I’m what they called the “it girl”. I always jump off and am right in the mix of things. People use to say that I never got any attention so I acted out. Not true!

I got plenty of attention and I just refuse to be anyone’s bully. I was just bad as hell and that was my personality. I liked the thrill of things and I loved to be in the mix all the time. I fought all of my sister’s battles and
till
this day they don’t fight because I always beat them to it first.

You don’t even know how many ass whippings I got for fighting people. My mom’s started threatening me and told me if I got in trouble one more time in school, she was going to kick my ass in front of all my friends. So I slowed down and began to fight after school so no one could see me.

My cousin Leon says I need to be prayed on because I’m so evil. How the hell can he tell me I need prayer when he needs it more than I do? Hell, I may get to heaven before he does because he knows better. He has accepted Jesus in his life whereas I‘m not there yet. When I do get there he’ll be the first to know. Then we’ll see if he will change his ways.

I walked back into the dressing room and the girls were all there getting ready to go on stage soon. I was looking for one bitch in particular. I spotted her on the other side and I knew it was going to be on. I packed all my stuff up in my bag and waited patiently for my opening. My girl Cinnamon came through the door.

“So that’s it for you huh?” I was still shoving stuff in the bag as I kept my eyes on Tasha.

“Yeah. I think it’s about time I make that change anyway. Plus, I don’t need to do this. We have plenty of money. And I got a man who takes care of me.” I smiled

“I hear that. So is it really serious with you and my man.”

“Ah, don’t you mean
my
man,” I frowned at her.

“You know what I mean Black, your man.”

“Thank you for rephrasing that, but yes we are serious and that’s all I’m saying.”

Even though Cinnamon is my girl I refuse to let her know any of my business with my man. That’s how shit starts and why your girlfriends sleep with your man. You tell they ass too much information and they use that shit against you so they can stand in line, and fuck him behind your back. Not going to happen to Black. I work too hard for another bitch to step in on my parade.

“How is Paris doing?” she said in a low voice.

“She’s doing fine. Marcus keeps blowing up her cell phone all day. I told her to cut that shit off.”

“Man, that’s fucked up with he did.”

“Yeah, that’s fucked up what that bitch did too.” I said aloud so she could hear me. I looked right at her too. I dared her to say something.

“Black you got something to say to me?” she said.

“As a matter of fact I do.” I walked over to her and stood in her face.

Like I said, I don’t back down for anything. If you are going to bring the noise to someone, then bring it. Don’t talk a lot of shit and not do anything. That’s a coward’s way out. Handle your business and squash the shit right then and there.

“You knew from the get go that my sister with messing with Marcus. You aren’t anything but a gold digging bitch that and you tried to trap him with a baby, which turned out not to be his anyway.” I pointed in her face.