His Truth Your Nightmare (6 page)

After a few moments it was as if I could feel
a set of eyes on me but I didn’t pay it any attention. The shower
door slowly crept open and I could feel the cool air hit my skin. I
immediately opened my eyes and there was Mr. Frank butt naked
stroking his long dick. I had never seen one up close and personal
before and the one he had frightened the hell out of me. It had to
be at least ten inches long with a big mushroom head and thick
veins down the side. I reacted by stepping as far under the water
as I could. My back hit the wall and I couldn’t go any further.

“Dad, what are you doing in here? I know I
locked the door so how did you get in? What do you want from me?” I
said all in one breathe.

He had this look in his eyes and I knew
exactly what he wanted from me before he even said anything. All I
could do was look at him with terror written all over my face.

He said, “You know exactly what I want. You
run around here with those little clothes on everyday teasing me. I
know you want me as much as I want you so don’t make this
hard.”

“You’re my dad so why would you want to do me
like this,” I cried.

Mr. Frank wasn’t a bad looking man. He stood
five feet ten, two hundred pounds of muscle. He is the color of
caramel and had black hair with sprinkles of grey throughout.
Although he was handsome he was my mom’s man, a man that I looked
at as my dad, a man that I considered my hero. I tried to step
around him so that I could get out the shower but he grabbed my arm
and threw me up against the wall again. He started kissing on my
neck and my breast while rubbing between my lower lips with his
fingers. I started to scream so he stopped and cuffed his huge
hands around my neck and began to choke me. I scratched at his
hands and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head from being
choked.

He finally released me and said that if I
didn’t hush with all that screaming he would kill me and wouldn’t
think twice about it. Mr. Frank was a very dangerous man with a
short temper that I had seen on many occasions so I believed
him.

He started right back doing what he was
doing. He licked and kissed on my neck then travelled down to my
breast. I stood there with my eyes shut tight but tears streaming
down my cheeks taking very short breaths. I was praying that he
would hurry up and get this over with so I could get as far away
from him as I could. He licked and sucked between both breasts then
his kisses started to travel down my stomach. When he got to my
most prized possession he cocked my leg over his shoulder and stuck
his tongue between my lips until they slowly spread apart exposing
him to my virgin vagina. He licked up and down my whole pussy all
the way to the back where my back door is.

The way he gently nibbled and sucked on my
pearl caused me to shake and I couldn’t do anything but react. I
started to let out soft moans and rotate my hips on his face. My
heart was broken on the inside but my body did things on their own.
I didn’t want to do this but I could no longer help myself. While
he was down there eating me out he was still stroking his huge
manhood. He forcefully turned my body around and my breast were up
against the wall. He spread my butt cheeks with his hands and
attacked me with his tongue. It was feeling so good that I threw my
head back and continued to moan uncontrollably. When he felt that I
had enough for the time being he stood up an ordered me to my
knees. I didn’t know what he wanted me to do so I immediately said
no. That pissed him off so he slapped me so hard that I started to
see stars, my knees felt like jello, and I fell on them right in
front of him.

Mr. Frank yanked me by my hair and stuck his
huge dick in my mouth. He said that if I scrape him with my teeth
then he would beat the shit out of me. He started out little by
little, inch by inch until he reached the back of my throat. I
gagged and he slapped me again. He began to fuck my mouth with his
dick tenderly at first then began to forcefully jam his dick down
my throat. Again, tears flowed out of my eyes in puddles as I was
being forced to suck a man’s dick who I once loved.

Mr. Frank fucked my face for a good ten
minutes before I felt him release down my throat. I attempted to
spit it out but he slapped me across my face again and told me to
swallow. Once he had enough he washed both of our bodies and said
that if I tell my mom then he would kill us both. This went on for
three more years and turned into a secret love affair.

I know what you may be thinking. Yes, I did
feel bad but after so many years of this I couldn’t help but fall
in love with Mr. Frank. The things he did to my body and the way
that he catered to my every need fooled me into thinking that this
was something that was good for me. As long as my mom didn’t know
then it could go on forever. When I was sixteen Mr. Frank got me an
apartment in Pleasant Grove. He told me that he had to get us a
place where we could be alone. He started spending nights at my
house and leaving around six thirty so that he could beat my mom
home and appear that he had been there the whole time.

One night he came to my house around twelve
thirty and was drunk as ever. He slapped me across my face four
hard times and blamed me for the problems that he and my mom had
been having. When I told him that he was the fault for all his
problems and that if it wasn’t for him then we would never have
been in this position, he started to beat me. I screamed and begged
for him to stop but he kept right on beating me until he got tired.
When he stopped he stood there huffing and puffing looking at my
body strewn about on the floor. I don’t know what happened. Maybe
it was my black eye or bloodied lip turned him on but he ripped off
all of my clothes and stood me up.

He picked me up with both of my legs
positioned over his arms and slammed me against the wall. He began
long stroking me, forcefully slamming in as far as he could go. He
repeatedly hit my g-spot and I began to splash all over him. He was
stroking my pussy so good that I forgot about the beating that he
had given me and started throwing it back at him as if he we had
just had a romantic night. We were so engrossed with our lovemaking
that we did not hear my mom creep in the house.
Dammit,
I
forgot that I had given her a house key.

My eyes were closed and my teeth were sunk
into his shoulders. When I threw my head back and opened my eyes
there my mom was standing with tears in her eyes and a gun in her
hand. I gasped for air and stopped moving completely. I was
completely frozen with fear and guilt. How could I do my mom like
this? She has only wanted the best for me and she has one
everything in her power to make sure I wanted for nothing. I was
staring at her in her eyes but sulking in my own self-pity when
suddenly my mom ran over and hit Mr. Frank in the back of the head
with the gun. He dropped me and reached for his head. I crawled
away quickly as I could to the furthest corner. I watched my mom in
horror as she beat him in his head repeatedly with the gun while
talking.

“You low down dirty mother fucker!” whap.
“You have the nerve to be fucking my daughter.” Slap. “I gave you
thirteen years, I’ve put up with all your bullshit, whap, whap and
this is how you repay me?” whap, whap, again as tears flooded her
face. “Not only do you fuck my daughter but you beat her. You are
dying tonight!” she yelled before she pulled the trigger.

My mom used every bullet in her thirty-eight
special. One to his head, one to his neck, one to his heart, one to
his dick and one to each leg. I sat in the corner screaming and
rocking back and forth in total shock. My mom ran over to me and
hugged me while crying with me. She repeatedly told me she was
sorry over and over again. I couldn’t understand why she would be
telling me she was sorry when I was the one who had done this.

Now as I sit and think about all that
happened I can’t even be mad at my best friend. If she ends up
needing me to hold her again then that is exactly what I will do. I
will be there for her and I will kill him. No man will break my
bestie’s heart and live to see another day.

We rode around the city for a while on a
party bus that we rented for a few hours and some strippers to
entertain us. The bus was all black and seated thirty people
easily. When you stepped on the bus there were red strobe lights
throughout. There was a mini bar behind the driver that was fully
equipped with Remy Martin, Hennessy, Cîroc, Grey Goose, Chivas
Regal Royal Salute, Ace of Spade and Patron so that we could get
toasted.

The strippers were in the middle of the bus
working the two poles. To the rear of the bus was a flat screen TV
that was playing the videos to the songs that were playing.
Everyone had on white except the birthday boy. Roe had on all black
to separate him from the pack. It was his day so I wanted all the
attention to be on him. We rode around the city up until it was
time to hit the club.

The GMB pulled up to the Diamond Club at
about ten forty-five so that we could get seated and continue our
bottle popping spree for Roe’s twenty-first birthday. It was hard
trying to keep all this from him but we managed to do it. Even
though the bus seated all those people, the only people that were
on there were my closet boys, my family. The first one off the bus
was Akin and he is the head of the diamond ring that we run. He was
followed by my best friend Jude who is the cocaine connect. After
him came Zied and he runs the gun operation. Fabe was the next one
to step off and he oversees the heroin. Santiago followed after
Fabe and he runs the girls. Infamous came next and he is head of
security, he runs the enforcement. I stepped down after Infamous
and you all know I’m the boss, the brains, the connection between
it all. Last but not least was Roe. Roe is who we get the high
grade weed from and also my protégé, I hope to one day be able to
step down and hand it all to him.

We walked right up to the bouncer and he
cleared the rope without a word. I reached in my pocket and handed
him five hundred dollars. He cuffed the money in his hand, patted
my back and nodded his head in appreciation. Soon as we walked in
the club the music stopped playing and the DJ spoke over the
mic.

“We got them GMB boys in the house tonight!
Everybody give a big shout out to Roe for his twenty-first
birthday. If you don’t have a drink in your hand, then get you one.
Grab a bottle, pop the top and let’s get this party started.”

The crowd screamed happy birthday and went
wild. Roe just stood in that one spot and looked around. Biggs had
really outdone himself. There were ladies hanging from the ceiling
on swings dressed in little white cloths to cover their private
parts. The whole club was decorated in white and gold. There was a
big picture of Roe positioned on the stage like a back drop and all
the waitresses had on white crop tops with booty shorts. You can
tell he was shocked and filled with nothing but joy at this moment.
If I’m not mistaken, it looked as if tears were in his eyes. I put
my arm around his neck and whispered in his ear, “If I see a tear
drop I will never stop clowning you.”

Roe nudged me in my ribs a let out a throaty
laugh.

After we left the mall I dropped
Myst off at home so she could do what she needed to do
for
 
tonight
. I let her out at the curb
then raced to my house because it was already seven and I still
needed to flat iron my hair. Once I parked the car I swiftly
grabbed all my bags and headed into my home. I absolutely love my
home because it is quiet and peaceful and I am able to leave all my
stress on the other side of the door.

The color scheme that I chose to
decorate it in is tan, teal green and hints of brown. I have a
beautiful teal green sectional seated in the middle of the living
room with tan and green throw pillows spread about. The curtains
that align the bay windows are tan, teal and brown. There are
African artifacts on the mantle above the fireplace and beautiful
African statues in each corner of the room. The Hawaiian Aloha
candles spread throughout my whole home gave it that tropical smell
that I love.

The first thing I did was call a
limo service to pick me and the girls up
 
tonight
.
I want to get wasted and I’m pretty sure they do too so no one
needs to drive. We have been working, working, working, with no
time to enjoy ourselves so
 
tonight
 
we are going to get loose. After
I reserved the limo I called my girls to let them know to meet up
at my house. I informed them of the limo that I ordered and the
girls were hyped up. I spoke with them for a little while then
headed upstairs to get ready for
tonight
.

I got in the shower for about
forty-five minutes. The hot water streaming over my body was so
relaxing but I knew I was on a time limit so I went ahead and
washed. I stepped out, dried off and stood in the mirror so that I
could try to do something with this hair. It took me an hour to get
this curly mess all flat ironed like I liked it. I parted my hair
down the middle to give it some sass and pizazz. I rarely wore
makeup up but I brought the mac out for
 
tonight
.
I was very pleased with my end result and my face looked as if it
was did up by the Gods. I placed some relentless red Mac lipstick
on my lips then blew a kiss at myself. Damn I look good.

           
 
Once
I was done in the restroom, I went in my room and lotioned my body
down with some Juicy Couture lotion. I put on my dress, switched to
my gold Gucci clutch and then slid on my heels. I looked myself
over in the mirror and I was in love with what I saw. I grabbed
everything I needed and headed downstairs to pour me a drink and
wait for my girls.