Country Boy (8 page)

“Aiight Kev, but just meet me at The Club. I’ll park my car there.”

Q called Asia while heading to The Club.

“Hi stranger,” she said.

“What up baby-girl?”

“You.”

“Come on, stop playing ma.”

“Okay Boo, it isn’t that serious.”

“It’s not like that ma. Just so much has been going on, that’s all.”

“Do you need me baby? I can be there in an hour.”

“Well ma, I always need you, but right now I have to meet Big Kev at The Club. We have to pick up the performers for tonight.”

“The girls asked me if I was coming tonight.”

“Why not? Ya’ll making all the money anyway.” he said laughing.

“I wish nigga. Are you coming back to Fayetteville with me tonight?”

“Only on one condition, and we’ll discuss that at The Club.”

“Anything you say baby.”

“Aiight ma, I’ll see you then.”

Hanging up the phone Q thought about Van. She had always accepted his lifestyle. She knew about all the women. It came along with the hustle game. She had put all her hopes and dreams in their relationship. Soon he knew all the pimping would come to a stop. You can’t be halfway out the game; you have to give it all up.

Big Kev and Q rented a limo-van for Jezzy’s entourage. After finally getting everybody situated they headed back to Rockingham. Q rode back with Big Kev, Jezzy, and his manager. He laid back in the cut while Big Kev discussed how the money would be exchanged. Jezzy’s manager was pretty cool. He had a nice build up top. But if one of these country niggas hit that chin with those small ass legs he was walking on, it was lights out!

Jezzy had some New York chicks with him acting all stuck up and shit. One had even called Q a country boy and told him to get her bags. Big Kev damn near fell over trying to get close enough before Q slapped the shit outta her ass. But just as smooth as she said it he smoothly gave her a response. “You got the country boy part right, but this nigga don’t do bags.”

Before getting them another room, which was unnecessary to Q, they wanted to check The Club set up out. As soon as they pulled up at the club Q could hear the same chick asking Big Kev about the drop-top blue 645BMW sitting so close to the front door of The Club. “That’s that country boy you told to carry yo’ bags.” “Word?” “Word Shawty.” Q took Jezzy’s body guards to the Uriah’s fitness center for a much needed work-out then dropped them back off to their private room. “Yo’ that was a good ass work-out, your man Uriah is the truth homie.” “Yeah son, my shit’s still on blow.” “Yo’ someone will be here at 8:00 sharp to pick you’ll up.” “Aiight son.”

Big Pimping

Everyone had showed up at The Club. Jezzy’s album was the hottest shit out. As usual Q arrived late. The Club was already wall-to-wall. Q was very impressed with the security set-up Corey and Poo had arranged. Fat Dave was at the dressing room door.

“What up nigga?”

“What’s up Q? Man everybody’s looking for you homie. That nigga Yaro been asking when you was gonna get here.” Yaro was Jezzy’s manager. “He said as soon as you get here holla at him.”

Q knocked on the door of the dressing room. Yaro peeped out the door before opening it and letting Q inside. “What’s up son? What took you so long to get here player?”

“Had a few stops to make first,” he said giving Yaro a pound. “Man you country nigga’s got it packed out there.”

“Yea we got like four towns in the house tonight.”

“Yo you got to make sure we get some of this small town pussy.”

“You know I’m going to look out fam, but I got to go and make sure everything straight. So I’ll holla at you after the show.”

“No doubt”.

Q left the room and started on his way to the back office.

“What up Q?” Said a cat outta Fayetteville named K-Love. They never had dealings before but both were well respected in their hoods. K-Love hustled on a strip called The Murk, Murder Blvd. Q and Asia had stopped through Rudy’s Pawn Shop a couple of times. Her cousin Cream worked there on weekdays. He met K-Love there and they became cool.

“K-Love, what up nigga? I see you’re still living up to your name homie,” he said eyeing the two females on his arms.

“Nah Q, both of them like Jezzy. And they both love me,” he said laughing.

“Nigga you a pimp to your heart. Enjoy the show player. Holla.” Walking toward the door Q felt someone reach out and slide a cube of ice down his shirt. It was two of his homegirls from The Grove.

“Damn Angie, you tryin’ to freeze a nigga huh?”

“Yeah nigga, then maybe I’ll get to thaw yo’ ass out,” she said giving him a hug and kiss.

“Save some for me,” said his other home girl Marie.

“What’s up?” He said taking them both in his arms. “Ya’ll aiight?”

“Yeah, we’re just waiting on the show to start.”

“It should be starting in a few. Go to the bar and tell Aileen it’s on your big bro. Food, drinks, whatever.”

“Aiight nigga, but one day you’ll give in,” she said sticking her bottom lip out. Angie and Marie had grown up since the days in the neighborhood. Both were phat to death, but Q always looked at them as his little sisters. Plus Van would kill his mothafuckin’ ass. They were all like family.

After getting his cola from the bar Q stepped in the office. Corey was sitting at the poker table with at least seven strippers lounging in chairs around him. Asia was sitting behind the office desk looking like a china doll. Yeah I’m making that trip to Fayetteville early tonight Q thought to-himself. At first Asia wouldn’t show her feelings in front of the other girls, but after Q started laying that-lumber she quickly changed that hide-and-seek shit, just to seek.

“What’s up everybody?” He said heading for the desk.

“Hi Q,” everyone said speaking at once. Asia stood and gave him a hug.

“Hummm.. Hum. I missed you Q.”

“I missed you too ma,” he said patting her left ass cheek. “Can we leave now?” She said, hearing the other girls whispering in the background.

“Not right now baby, but as soon as the shows over I’ll be ready to bounce. And don’t worry about none of that shit you hearing over there ma. You know me. Hell, you just got lucky yourself.” Bap... Bap. She gave him a two piece. “Aiight ma, you know I’m just kidding, come here.”

Q didn’t watch many of the shows they had but when Jezzy came out and got on the mic, his voice controlled the whole crowd. Q stepped out of the office and headed to his private table. When he got there it was already occupied. Tee and Elbony were screaming and dancing to Jezzy’s rhymes while Tim had about five inches of tongue down Terri’s throat. He eased up behind Tee and put his arm around her waist. She turned and gave him a much needed kiss.

“Hey baby.” “Hummm, you taste good,” she said giving him another kiss. “Why haven’t you called me all weekend Q? You’re getting slack mister.”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you real soon.”

“It better be soon nigga. You haven’t changed my oil, rotated my tires or nothing. And I’m in dying need of a tune-up.” She said slipping one hand inside his loose fitting jeans, stroking all ten and a half inches. He moaned.

“Baby don’t forget where we’re at,” he said, getting aroused.

“They look busy to me Boo.” Tim was still hung in Terri’s throat.

“Damn Tee, let me pull this nigga up outta this girl before he kill her.”

“Hurry back so you can kill me?” She said with a wicked grin on her face.

“Damn nigga, that shit look like it might hurt,” he said sitting right beside them at his table. They were both caught by surprise and tried to pull apart, but as deep as they were in each others mouths it was already too late. “Busted.”

“Wha... What up Q? When did you get here?”

“I been sitting here for fifteen minutes watching you homie. I see both of you have gotten acquainted.”

“Yeah. She good peoples homier.”

“I told you that before you met her T. So do I have to get someone else to watch her for the next few days?”

“Nah homie, I got this,” he said squeezing her hand.

“Aiight T,” Q said pulling him close.

“Look, I’m a slide to the Ville until late tomorrow afternoon so make sure Tee and El’s straight.”

“No problem homie.”

The dance floor was shoulder to shoulder. Q had pulled Tee and El on the dance floor rocking while Tim and Terri fought to keep their hands off each other. When the show was over Q walked Tee and El to her car. Tee looked at Q.

“Baby what time will you be there? Do you want anything to eat?”

“Nah ma. I probably won’t make it until tomorrow anyway.’’

“What?”

“Come on Tee, you know we have to count the bar and booth. Then somebody has to clean this place up.”

“Q it’s not like you can’t get nobody to take care of the cleaning.”

“Aiight ma, I’ll be there as soon as we get the money counted. Cool?”

“I love you,” she said before pulling off. Q stood there knowing he had been defeated. Damn, there goes my trip to Fayetteville he thought. After leaving the club Terri and Tim pulled up at Shoney’s to grab something to eat. After eating they went to Tim’s house on Midway Road.

“Make yourself at home while I check these messages.’’ He gave her one of his nylon undershirts and shorts to put on after she had a shower.

“Everything else is in the bathroom shawty.” After checking his messages Tim showered and headed for his couch. Terri laid on his bed half asleep. He flipped through the channels on his 52” plasma screen. After dozing off he was suddenly awakened by Terri’s voice.

“Is this the way you treat all your company?”

“Nah ma, I just thought...”

“Well maybe you should leave the thinking to me,” she said standing in front of his TV screen. Tim could see the outline of her body as she walked toward him. She laid between his legs with her head on his stomach. Tim fought hard to control his erection. He tried pulling her up to him by her shoulders. “Come here ma.”

“But I’m comfortable right here baby,” she said catching on to what he was trying to do.

Looking up at him with those green eyes was all he could take. Tim watched TV as much as he could. Terri’s nipples were so long they stuck out at least an inch through her nylon shirt. She rubbed Tim through his silk boxers. “Damn Terri that shit feels good.”

She sucked on his nipples then his stomach before licking around the head of his dick. Tim finally relaxed and began to enjoy Terri’s loving. The couch was uncomfortable, but hell, this is where she started it so he was game. Tim took his time feasting on Terri. He had slid his body off the front of the couch between her legs. At first he sucked her through the nylon shorts. She moaned his name in every slurred sentence she could get out while gasping for breath. Tim pulled her shorts down and off without missing a beat. He had her legs raised as high as they would go. “Are you familiar with the tongue and nose method?” Terri looked at him puzzled. “Just lay back”

Tim began to lick Terri’s ass while fucking her with his nose. Terri seemed to be cumming back to back as she went in and out of consciousness. Tim picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. He laid her on her stomach spreading her now limp legs. Without putting his weight on her he entered her from behind. He couldn’t believe how good Terri felt wrapped around him. He stroked her slowly pulling himself almost completely out of her. Her body began to respond. She began to meet his slow thrust with her own movements.

“Baby, I have never felt this good in my life. Pleezzz don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. Hummm,” she moaned.

Tim sexed her off and on all night. It seemed like every time he climbed out of her, his body became thirsty for her touch again and again.

Working Overtime

It was 5:30 a.m. Sunday when Q grabbed his keys off the hotel nightstand. Asia was snoring lightly. There was no use trying to sneak out so he nudged her shoulder.

“Wake up ma, wake up.”

“Humm, what time is it Q?”

“It’s 5:30 am. We already discussed what time I was leaving.”

“Yeah I know Boo, but can I at least have a kiss?”

“Ain’t no question shawty, come ‘ere.” Q massaged Asia’s breast with both hands teasing her.

“Baby, what if I were to ever ask you to stop dancing?” he asked, not knowing where the question came from.

“Boo I’ll do anything you ask, just don’t stop massaging me?” She said now moaning.

“I’m serious shawty, have you ever thought about quitting?”

Opening her eyes she looks at him, “Q, I’ve already stopped dancing. I quit over two months ago. The only time I’m with the girls is when we come to The Club. I’ve been meaning to tell you but I didn’t want you to think I had quit because I... hummm.” Q had taken one of her firm breast in his mouth. Talking to her while sucking her breast sent tingling vibrations down her spine.

“Now tell me why you really quit?” He said reaching under the covers, rubbing her swollen clit. She spread her legs giving him easy access.

“Baby I...I...”

“Tell me Asia,” he said easing his way down to her navel. She moaned his name one last time before collapsing back on the bed.

“'Cause I’m in love with you baby. I love you.”

“That’s all I wanted to hear.” Q said jokingly. “We are gonna have to finish this another time. You know I got love for you too right?”

“Yea baby I know.”

“I will call you later.”

Q arrived at Tee’s townhouse just before 6:00 a.m. Still dark he thought to himself. Maybe Tee’s fallen asleep putting his phone on vibrate he slowly turned the key. He made it inside quietly but it didn’t make a difference. Tee was laying on the couch in one of those sexy tank tops. She looked like a giant black Barbie doll. Going to the shower he tried not to wake her. He stepped in the shower and instantly began to feel energized. The water was soothing his skin. He closed his eyes and relaxed for the next half hour. After drying off he walked back into the den. Tee was still asleep. Q walked around to the front of the couch and knelt down in front of her. He bent over and kissed her toes lightly, then her ankles. When he got to her calves he had her attention.