PRETTY BRIGHT (2 page)

Later on that night after her mother's boyfriend Vince stopped by, Bright was able to break free from home without her mother asking her too many questions. She told her mother that she was going to Treasure's house to watch movies. Knowing how close the girls were, Rosette didn't see a problem with it, and she waved Bright off.

On countless Friday nights while their parents thought they were at each other’s houses, they would be posted in different hoods, showing their natural black asses. Dressed to impress from head to toe in their stolen designers clothes, they'd be out drinking, smoking weed, shaking their asses, and talking fly. Bright being more of an asker and taker than Treasure, she always asked the guys she dealt with for money. She would always tell her girls, “Them niggas don't mind pulling they dicks out to get it, and I don't mind pulling my hand out to get they money.” So if money wasn’t thrown her way quick enough, she'd put her hand out and ask for it.

Treasure, not being as forward, liked to be offered and given things, and she had a cute way of making guys want to give her without appearing to be a gold-digger. Though she wasn't getting as much money as Bright got from guys, she was definitely getting hers.

Once Bright made it down to the corner liquor store on Artesia and Long Beach Blvd., she called Treasure and told her to meet her there, where Larry Lane and his boys would be picking them up.

“Here I come, Bee,” Treasure said, looking out the window to see if Suge was on her way down the street. “Young game still going with us or not? Cause she ain't here yet,” Treasure asked hurriedly as she made her way to the bathroom to give herself a quick look-over. Seeing that she looked good, Treasure waited on Bright’s response.

“She said she was,” Bright remembered. “Just grab her up on your way over here, and hurry up. Larry should be here any minute, and I don't wanna hold him up too long,” Bright said.

“Here I come,” Treasure said, before hanging up the phone. On her way down the street, Treasure ran into Suge coming up her block. Once Suge apologized for being late, both girls rushed down the street and to the corner store before Larry Lane got there.

While the girls were talking, Larry Lane pulled up in a Ford minivan full of guys. The girls began to look sideways at the van and mumbled amongst themselves about the type of vehicle he was driving. Bright could have sworn he was riding in a Mustang when he pushed up on her. However, because he had a promising future ahead of himself and he was just a college student, Bright decided she wouldn't diss him too hard. But she did want to know what happened to his car.

“Let’s just make the best of the night,” Bright quickly said to her girls before Larry was in earshot.
Replacing their mugs with pleasant smiles, they agreed, and then climbed in the van after Larry parked and unlocked the doors for them to get in. Seeing Larry's handsome face put a big smile on Bright’s face. He was tall, dark, and handsome, and it was his winning smile that won Bright over the day he had pulled over and asked her for her number.
Larry didn't have much money, nor did he pretend to. He had come from a family full of hard workers, and when he got accepted to UCLA they all came together and purchased him his dream car just as they had done with others in the family before him.
“Where yo ride at, Larry?” Bright asked after getting comfortable in the passenger seat.
“It's in the paint shop. I'm changing my blue paint to yellow,” he said, looking into her sexy green eyes.
“Sounds good to me,” Bright said, blushing from the way Larry was looking at her.
“And you gone look good riding in it too, wit yo fine ass!”
Larry told her, pulling out of the store parking lot.
Bright smiled, “Well good, cause this old van is not with the business!” she teased. Larry laughed, and then they continued to laugh and talk until they reached his house.
Over at Larry's house in Westwood a city right below Beverly Hills, Bright wasn't impressed at all. His house was everything that she expected it not to be. It was an average-sized three bedroom house. His mother and sister Linda had their own bedroom and Larry and his brother Desmond shared a room. The furniture was nothing to brag on, but they did have a nice big screen TV in the living room. Their house was immaculate, and it was much cleaner than Bright's three bedroom apartment. Their kitchen sink stayed full of dirty dishes, the kitchen and bathroom floors were hardly ever mopped, and dirty clothes were scattered throughout the apartment. To top it off, their apartment smelled like the excessive beer and cigarettes that her mother faithfully drank and smoked after a long day’s work. Bright was, to say the least, extremely embarrassed about their filthy Section 8 apartment, and it was the reason she never invited anybody over, including her best friend Treasure. And although Bright could have helped out more around the house, she came up with one excuse after another, when her mother would be on her head about cleaning.
“Ma, why do I always have to do everything around here?” Bright would always complain. However, the only thing she was worried or concerned about was herself, her gear, how good she looked, and keeping up with (NWM) niggas with money.
Though the kickback at Larry's house was nothing like Bright had expected it to be, or even worth the outfit she was wearing, Larry was doing a good job entertaining and keeping her interested. Larry was different from the other guys that Bright messed with. He was goofy and very playful, but in a way of trying to impress her. And no matter how hard Bright tried to act as if he wasn't funny, she continued to find herself in deep laughter throughout the night.
“You good, you having fun?” Larry asked Bright, and then he dove in and kissed her lips before she could answer him. Bright smiled; she was really starting to feel Larry. She didn't have to try and impress him; instead, he tried to impress her, and he worked hard to keep a smile on her face. For once, she was just able to be herself. “I'm having a good time, Larry. You having fun chilling with me?” Bright asked as she draped her arms around his shoulders and looked him in the eyes.
“A very good time,” Larry replied, looking Bright back in her beautiful green eyes as he continued passionately kissing her.
“Look at these niggas, acting like they all in love and shit,” Larry's homeboy Reggie said as he came from the restroom and passed Larry's room.
Removing his lips from Bright's lips, Larry wrapped his arms around her waist and told Reggie to keep it pushing. “Get up outta mines, playa,” Larry said, then slammed his bedroom door shut in Reggie's face so that he and Bright could get a little closer. Low-key, Reggie was jealous because he hadn't got that far with Treasure yet. Because she was accustomed to niggas jocking and chasing her down, and he was used to having girls throw the panties at him, it made their connection all that more difficult. But since his rod was beginning to stiffen at the sight of Treasure's fat ass and her luscious lips, he decided to give her the attention she desired in hopes of getting some by the end of the night.
Back inside the bedroom, Larry had Bright butt naked on top of him while he fucked her brains out. She was a much easier catch then he had expected her to be. He thought he would at least have to take Bright out on a real date, meet her mother, or at least spend some money on her before she gave him some. But he figured that like most girls, she too couldn't resist Daddy Lane and his sweet game.
He kissed on her belly, rubbed her ass, sucked on her nipples and slid her clothes off of her within five minutes of being alone with her. Excited about the big piece of meat before her, Bright wanted to slob all over his knob and force it down her throat, but Larry told her to get on top. Climbing off of her knees and on top of his stiff meat, Bright forced every inch of him inside of her tight pussy and then began to choke it, squeezing her pussy muscles real tight on him. “You got some good juicy pussy,” Larry moaned as Bright rode him, making her breasts jump up and down in a constant rhythm. Fiending to have her nipples back inside of his mouth, Larry begin to massage Bright's breasts and squeeze her hard nipples in between his fingers.
“I like that big dick, Larry, you got the biggest dick I've ever seen before,” Bright moaned honestly, looking him in his eyes. She didn't know a dick could get as big as Larry's.
“You like that dick, Bright?” Larry asked, pumping himself deep inside of her. Her fuck faces drove him wild.
“I'm loving the dick, baby,” Bright moaned as the pain turned into pleasure.
“Taste this dick, baby,” Larry said, not wanting to cum so soon. He could tell that she had wanted to suck it earlier.
“You gone taste this pussy?” She asked, slowly making her pussy pop and talk to him.
“Sit on my face, sexy, and lets sixty-nine it, baby,” Larry said as he helped Bright off his waist. He wanted to kiss her sweet lips once more before she gave him head and he ate her out. Pulling her face to his, they got lost in a passionate tongue kiss and then Bright introduced her pussy lips to Larry's tender lips and wet mouth.
Larry gently sucked on Bright’s pearl tongue and instantly sent chills up her spine. She moaned, throwing her head back. Fulfilling her end of the bargain, Bright leaned down and made her way down to his penis. Facing off with it, she removed the rubber that Larry had on and then hungrily took him down in one deep slurp as she grinded her pussy on his face. Working their hardest to satisfy one another, Larry made Bright cum several times before he told her that he was about to cum. That turned Bright on because she liked to suck the cum right out of a dick. She had never had an orgasm before; she was sprung. Using both of her hands, Bright stroked Larry's penis and then sucked and slobbered all over it until he exploded in her mouth. Larry let out a moan like never before; he had never had his dick sucked so good. After Bright spit the cum on a towel he had on his bed, they laid down to recuperate.
After ten minutes of heavy breathing and silence, Larry rolled over and stared at Bright lying comfortably in his bed, then broke the silence. “The pussy is good, and you got some bomb ass head game baby, is it all mines? You gone be my girl or what?” he asked. Bright sat up on the bed and covered her face as if she was embarrassed, and played the innocent role. It was a role she played with every guy that she slept with on the first night.
“What’s wrong?” Larry asked her, removing her golden hair from her face. He thought,
Damn is she acting like this because I asked her to be my girl?
Bright spoke, “I've never done this before Larry,” she cried. “I feel like such a hoe, this behavior is way out of character for me. I can’t believe I slept with you on the first night,” she lied, letting phony tears fall down her face.
“Look at me,” Larry said, turning her face to face him and wiped her tears away. “Sometimes shit happens, it was natural and maybe happened so fast because it was meant to be. So don't be so hard on yaself, baby. It doesn't make me think or look at you any differently than I did before. I'm feeling you and I really like you, Bright, which is why I asked you to be my girl in the first place.” He kissed her on the cheek, then gently sat her on his lap and asked her to be his girl again as he planted kisses down her back.
Smiling to herself, Bright thought,
Got ya ass right where I want you, nigga!
”I do like you, Larry, I don't have a boyfriend either, so yes, I would love to be your girl as long as you can promise me that you won’t hurt me, lie to me, or cheat on me,” she said, looking back at him and deep into his eyes.
“I ain't gone have no reason to cheat with a girl like you on my side,” he said. “You the finest girl I ever been with, and I enjoy being around you. I thought you was gone be some ditty, uppity chick that was gone have her nose all up her ass!” he teased.
“Whatever!” Bright spat then hit Larry upside the head with his pillow. “Never that, homeboy, I'm amongst the realest of realest females out here, and don't ever forget it,” she said, falling into his arms for a hug. After a hug they took a shower together, put their clothes back on, and then joined the others back in the living room.
After smoking another blunt, Bright sat in the living room with her girls while Larry put something together in the kitchen for them to eat. All of their highs were wearing off and the munchies had come into effect. Twenty minutes later, Larry came out of the kitchen with chips, onion dip, microwave burritos that he cut into thirds that had sour cream, cheese, and hot sauce on top of them, and a pitcher of cherry Kool-Aid. And although the food was ghetto, nobody complained and everyone was satisfied.
When everybody finished eating, Bright helped Larry wash dishes and straighten the kitchen back up. Treasure and Reggie, on the other hand, were in the bathroom getting it in, while Suge and Larry's little homeboy Blake kicked it in the front yard talking and listening to music. After Larry dropped them back off, Bright confessed to her girls that she was really feeling Larry Lane and how he had asked her to be his girl.
“Don't be turning sucka on us, Bee,” Treasure teased.
“Never dat!” Bright said. But for the first time she couldn't wait to get home to call Larry. She was missing him already and wanted to hear his voice.

ver the weeks, young Bright had fallen hard for Larry Lane, and every chance she got to ditch and hang out at his house, she did. He loved keeping

his head in between her thighs and sexing her in a doggy style position. They had gotten so comfortable with each other that a few times they didn't even use condoms, and Bright didn't care or complain. All she knew was that she wanted to be Larry's girl and have his baby. She just prayed she'd hurry up and get pregnant before he was drafted to the NBA.

During their nutrition break, Treasure, Bright and their
full-figured homegirl at school named Nicole linked up and purchased beverages and snacks like they normally did. Nicole was what Treasure and Bright called a knowit-all. Nicole was a senior and an honor roll student, cute, and had the biggest confidence in the world. Nicole was light-skinned with short jet black hair that she wore in various trendy cuts. She had tight brown eyes, a tiny waist, and a big ass with thick thighs that she liked to call “grown lady curves.” She was one of those types of girls that went with her conscience on everything that she did and always had to be right. However, because she was a virgin, they hardly ever kicked it with her outside of school because they would always disagree on celibacy. But they liked her because she was a realist, and she spoke what she felt, and didn't keep up drama. Once they grabbed a seat on the pole that they named and certified the G-pole across from the science building and restrooms, they started snacking and yapping.