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  When she caught up with Shan, she tapped her on the shoulder. “Excuse me. Excuse me.” As soon as Shan turned around Sharia punched her in the face. “Bitch, Briggen is already taken!” Still catching Shan by surprise she punched her again. Shan slipped and fell backwards onto a table where Sharia was able to really whip her ass. Sharia blanked out as she threw continuous punches on every unprotected area of Shan’s body. When they pulled Sharia off Shan, her nose was bleeding, her necklace was gone and the buttons on her leather jacket were dangling.

  “Where’s my fuckin’ purse?” Shan screamed. “You skank bitch!” She lunged at Sharia. “I don’t even know you!” she yelled as she tried to break away from Dino the bouncer.

  “I’m Sharia, hoe! And Briggen is my man of three years. This is my club hoe! You will show me some fuckin’ respect!” Sharia’s size 38C’s were heaving up and down. Her and Shan’s eyes locked as their gazes were full of contempt and rage. Sharia’s gaze wrestled with ego and humiliation.

  Shan saw Briggen coming their way. “Briggen, tell this big nigga to get his hands off of me.”

  “Let ’em both go.” He told Dino the bouncer. He looked from Sharia to Shan. They were now the center of attraction. Shan especially, since the black lace Victoria’s Secret bra that he bought her was in full view.

  “Calvin, find my fuckin’ purse and my necklace,” Shan ordered. Her chest heaving up and down.

  “She called you Calvin?” Sharia was really hurt by that. “How can you disrespect me like this?”

  “You need to train this ugly bitch!” Shan lashed out. Of course she didn’t mean it because Sharia was downright beautiful. From the doe-shaped eyes, long eyelashes, and the radiant tan skin tone, she could easily give the actress Meagan Good a run for her money. Running up on Sharia and grabbing her by the hair, she said, “Bitch, I fucked your man; you need to show me some respect!” She got a punch in before Luke, the other bouncer, lifted her up into the air.

  Briggen grabbed Sharia. “Go into the office and get yourself together.” Shan was able to get in another punch as she grabbed Sharia’s blouse, ripping it open. Then again, getting a fistful of Sharia’s hair.

  “Let her hair go Shan.” Briggen was pulling on her fingers until Sharia’s hair was freed.

  Sharia burst out crying. “What is up with her Briggen? Who is she to you? I’m so tired of this shit!”

  “Go into the office, now, Sharia!” Briggen ordered.

  Dino the bouncer, put his arm around her and was guiding her towards the office. She tried to break away and get in her man’s face. “What’s up with her Briggen? How long have you been fuckin’ her?” she screamed.

  He gave Dino a look. When he did that, Dino picked her up and took her into the office. When he turned around Shan slapped him across his face. “Muthafucker, you got me twisted!” When she went to slap him again he grabbed her arm.

  “Here’s your bag. I’ll replace the necklace. Come on; let me get you outta here. And slap me again, I’ma slap you back. You got me twisted.”

  “You can’t replace the necklace! That was my mother’s necklace. I want my necklace Briggen.” Shan was so mad she didn’t know what to do with herself. “You are bad news and a fuckin’ trick and a liar!” she yelled at him as she scanned the floor for her necklace.

  “I told you I’ll replace the necklace. Now let me get you outta here.”

  “And I told you, you can’t replace it. My mom gave that to me the night before they went on their trip. She told me to hold it until she got back. But she never came back. They died that next day. I gotta have that necklace.”

  “Bitch!” Sharia screamed as she was running towards Shan with a switchblade. Luke was able to stop her and take it from her.

  “C’mon Shan. I need to get you outta here. I told you that I’ll get your necklace.”

  “No, that crazy bitch didn’t come after me with a blade!” Shan held her chest in disbelief as they walked out the club and headed around to the rear parking lot. She kept looking back, expecting to see Sharia.

  “Where’s your car?” He was pulling her.

  “How could you do this to me? I thought you had your shit together nigga. I’ma get you back for this.” She couldn’t seem to calm herself down.

  “Where’s your car?” They were walking around the parking lot. Shan was so busy cussing she wasn’t even looking for the car. He grabbed her by her shoulders, shaking her. “Where is your car?” he repeated.

  An all-white Beamer pulled up next to them as they were walking around the parking lot. When the window rolled down Mia said, “Baby, what’s going on? And who in the fuck is she?”

  “Who are you?” Shan stopped in her tracks and went over to the Beamer; adrenaline still pumping, full blast, Shan was really confused now because this bitch looked just like Sharia. Briggen picked her up and she kicked the door, scraping it with her heel. “Who am I?” she screamed. “I’m the bitch he took to Las Vegas and fucked three weekends ago. Did you know that?”

  Mia couldn’t even get a sentence formed. Finally she said, “No, this crazy bitch didn’t just scrape my door and tell me she spent a whole weekend fucking my man! Did you hear her Tanya?”

  “Yeah, I heard her. Now watch where the fuck ya going! You almost hit that car!” Tanya yelled while reaching for the steering wheel.

  Mia didn’t even hear her. “Who is she Briggen?” She was driving slow and right up on them.

  “I just told you who I am,” Shan spat.

  “Go home Mia. I’ll be there in a few!” Briggen yelled.

  “I’m not going no-fuckin’-where. Who is this bitch?” Mia was looking at Shan whose nose was bleeding, lip was busted and she was looking like a madwoman.

  “Go home now, Mia! I’m not going to say it again.”

  “Yeah, go home now, Mia, because tonight it’s my turn!” Shan screamed. “He’s coming home with me.”

  “I know you’re not going home with her!” Mia put the car in park and fast as lightning she was out.

  What the fuck? Briggen said to himself. It has to be a full moon. I’ma have to put my foot in this hoes ass.

  “Calvin, Brianna left. You’re gonna have to take me home.” She smirked at Mia and she crossed her arms across her chest, standing close to Briggen.

  Mia ran over to Shan and swung on her. Her fist landed on her left jaw. “That’s for scraping my door!” Before Briggen could stop her she sprayed Shan’s face with mace. “That’s for fucking my man!” She then went to beating Shan’s ass. Dino the bouncer was now outside with them. Mia was small but quick. She was trying to stomp Shan into the ground. Shan was coughing and choking from the mace while trying to cover herself from Mia’s feet. Briggen was too busy coughing and gagging. Dino finally grabbed up Mia while Briggen managed to pick up Shan, breaking the two females apart. He carried her to his clean, black, fully loaded Denali. He practically threw her inside, went over to Mia, grabbing her in a choke hold.

  “Take your ass home Mia! Let me handle my business.” He was still coughing.

  “Who is she Briggen?” She tugged at his shirt. “Why the fuck are you taking her home?” He opened her car door and pushed her inside. She tried to get back out. He grabbed her by the neck and squeezed. “I’m not going to tell you again,” he threatened and pushed her down into the car, then slammed the door. When she opened the door he punched her in the face.

  “Come on. Get out,” he dared her.

  Dino handed him a wet towel and the necklace. “Dino man, make sure she leaves.”

  Dino nodded. “I got her.”

  “I hate you!” Mia was crying and screaming.

  Briggen went and opened the door to his Denali, where Shan was gagging and crying. He gave Shan the cold wet towel for her face, then went around the driver’s side, slid the necklace under the backseat, and jumped in.

  6

  FOREVER

  It was 8:20 Saturday morning and Forever was finally dressed in his beige khaki visit unifo
rm. He had spent all morning overseeing the perfect pressing of his uniform, the shining and polishing of his boots and the precise trimming of his goatee. The only thing he forgot was some picture tickets. He was impatiently walking back and forth in his cell waiting to be called to go to the visiting hall. He hadn’t held his woman or daughter in over eight months.

  Nyla, on the other hand, was waiting impatiently in the visitors’ processing area with Tameerah who couldn’t be still. “Mommee, is it our turn to go in yet?” she asked for the fifth time.

  “Not yet, baby. In a minute.”

  Nyla thought to herself, In a minute. In a minute. Everything for the last five years has been hoped to be over in a minute. She would ask Forever, “Baby, when are you coming home?” His answer would be, “In a minute.” “When will we be able to live like a family?” “In a minute.” She was so sick of that phrase. “In a minute!” But being the strong, loyal, and dedicated black queen that she was, she had to show strength and stay positive. For the last five years every weekend she was in line by 7:45 A.M. to see Forever. So she told herself that she needed to go ahead and put on her game face. Not only for herself, but for Tameerah and Forever as well. But today, unfortunately, wearing that game face was kind of hard. She just wasn’t feeling it. And it was most likely because she got her period in the middle of the night. She was pissed, especially since today she was planning on getting some dick. She was just telling her sister Lisha that eight months was a helluva long time to go without. Lisha’s reply was, “Hell, yeah! Ain’t no way I wouldn’t be getting some dick on the side! You crazy, girl!”

  Nyla was feeling crazy hot last night. After she put Tameerah to bed she ran herself a nice hot tub of water filled with oil and bubbles. She missed Forever so much and he sounded so good when she heard his voice earlier that she wished she could have jumped through the phone. Her pussy was on fire and her fingers were not getting the job done. This was one of those times that she wanted Forever so bad that it hurt. She used the back of her hand to wipe the tears away as she prayed for strength. But it seemed like the more she prayed the harder the throbbing got between her legs. Not being able to take it anymore she turned the water on, allowing it to flow at a nice warm temperature before scooting up, leaning back and placing her feet up on the walls. As the warm cascade of liquid ran over her pussy she imagined Forever’s dick making long deep thrusts while constantly rubbing against her clit. “Ssssssss,” Nyla moaned out. “Forever, I love you.” She groaned as the water beating against her clit and pussy opening brought her to orgasm. She scooted back, breathing hard as she began to cry. She couldn’t even ask, “What part of the game is this?” Because she already knew. So she turned the water off, pulled out the stopper and got out.

  “Thompson!” The processing officer yelled, interrupting her thoughts.

  “It’s about time,” Nyla mumbled as she glanced at her watch. It was 8:50. She had been at the prison since 7:45. “Come on baby.” She grabbed Tameerah’s hand as they headed for the front desk.

  In the visiting hall Forever was pacing back and forth, anxiously waiting for his family. Ten minutes later when the first group of visitors came through the doors he heard, “Daddee, Daddee!” Tameerah yelled happily as she jumped into Forever’s arms.

  “Tameerah, look how big you are. You’re almost bigger than me!” he teased as he smothered her face with kisses.

  “No I’m not!” She giggled as he tickled her. “Daddee, today are you coming home with us? Me and Mommee want you to come home.”

  “I know baby. I want to come too. In a few, I’ll be there. We got to wait a few more minutes. We can do that, right?”

  “I want you to come home today,” Tameerah whined. “Why can’t you come today? You want me to ask the man Daddee?”

  Forever felt his chest heave and stomach knot up. Nyla had to use all the strength she had to hold back the tears as Forever explained to Tameerah why he couldn’t go home with them today. It took Forever a good fifteen minutes of negotiating with his daughter and getting her into a positive mindset.

  Finally, Tameerah nodded her head yes and hugged him around his neck. “Can I go play with the toys now?”

  “Toys?” Forever teased. “I thought you came to see your daddy.”

  Tameerah giggled. “I did. But I’m ready to go play with the toys. I’ll be right back to play with you. Okay?” She took off but ran back and said, “I gotta tell you about my rabbit too!”

  Forever sighed, acting like he was disappointed. “I’ll be waiting. Give Daddy a kiss.” She kissed him on the cheek. “Give Daddy another kiss.” He kissed her on the lips and then gave her another one on the nose.

  “Daddee!” She laughed.

  “Okay. I’ma let you go. You coming back, right?” She nodded her head yes. “You gotta tell me about school and Mr. Rabbit.”

  She laughed. “That’s not his name. I’ll be right back.” She squirmed away and he breathed a sigh of relief as he watched her run over to the toys.

  “Excuse me Miss, can I have a hug?” Forever had turned around and smiled at the woman who had been by his side for the last seven years. She was seated with her legs crossed and was looking up at him. She was fine just like Halle Berry. Petite, same complexion and even had a similar haircut. He walked over to her. “Come here girl.” He pulled her up out of the chair. “I miss you so much.” He gave her a big hug.

  “How much you wanna bet I miss you more?” She ran her hands up and down his back as she eased her warm tongue between his lips and melted in his arms.

  Forever came up for air. “Mmmm,” he moaned. “That kiss said you do miss me more.” He guided her over to one of the big round poles and leaned her up against it. There were couples all around them trying to get a little something off before the visiting room officer told them to sit down. “Why do you have these pants on?” He pinched her butt cheek. “It’s been eight months since you’ve been down here and you show up wearing pants? What’s up baby?”

  “What do you think is up? I got my period sometime during the night.”

  “Damn Ma.”

  She teasingly smacked the back of his head. “Nigga what? You ain’t the only one who hasn’t been fucked in eight months!”

  “Watch your mouth girl,” he told her as he put her hand on his dick, which was already hard. As he simultaneously watched out for the visiting officer and played with her nipple she stroked his dick. “Damn, that feels good.”

  “Does it,” Nyla said, more as a sexy comment than a question. She felt him grow harder. “How good?”

  Forever sucked her lips. “So good that if you don’t stop we’re gonna have an accident.” He reached down and moved her hand. “Give me another kiss.” She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a kiss. She gave a few subtle grinds on that hard dick. Forever said, “Ma, you’re gonna have to slow it down. You’re starting something that we can’t finish.”

  “I can finish it. You want me to finish it for you?” She was kissing him all over his neck.

  “You know I do. Tell Daddy how you’re gonna finish it.”

  “You can’t hit the walls but I can work the jaws.”

  Forever smiled. “That’s why you’re my baby. Now tell me how much you miss this big tasty dick.”

  “Let these guards blink their eyes and I’ll show you how much I miss this big tasty dick.” She went to unzip his zipper.

  “Daddee, Daddee! I’m back!” Tameerah was yelling.

  “Party’s over for the time being.” Forever kissed Nyla again as she zipped him up. Then he turned to Tameerah. “What took you so long? I’ve been waiting on you,” Forever said as he went and picked Tameerah up.

  After an hour of playing with her dad and half an hour of eating microwave fish, fries and candy, Tameerah crawled up into her dad’s lap and went to sleep.

  “Finally,” Nyla mumbled.

  “Where does she get all of this energy?” Forever asked as he leaned over and kissed Nyla on the cheek.

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nbsp; “Puhleeze. You haven’t seen anything. Spend a day with her. Like all day Saturday or a Sunday!”

  “I’m actually looking forward to doing that. So…What’s up with you? You’ve been mighty quiet most of the day. You seemed to be a’ight over the phone. I thought you would be glad to see me. Come here.” He leaned forward and playfully bit her lip. “What’s up with you? What’s on your mind?”

  She played in Tameerah’s hair, not saying a word. Forever waited a few more minutes before asking her again. “Baby you gonna talk to me or what?”

  “I’m just tired, Forever. I’m PMSing so of course that’s not helping none. I’m tired of you being in here. I’m tired of our daughter asking when are you coming home. I’m tired of you going to the hole. I’m tired of talking to you over the phone. I’m tired of sleeping in my bed every night all by myself. I’m tired of using my fingers. I’m just tired of being tired. Some days are much harder than others. And today is one of them very hard days. Shit Forever, I know you don’t think this is easy for me?”

  “What?” Forever asked incredulously and was shocked at the same time. “What the fuck you tryna say, Nyla?”

  “Why are you raising your voice Forever?”

  “Don’t tell me how loud to fuckin’ talk! What are you tryna say? Spit it out!”

  Nyla sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Forever today is not the day. I said what I had to say. I’m just tired, okay? I’m tired of our situation. I know that I can get tired sometimes. I’m human Forever.”

  “You’re human.” Forever’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “So, what, you tryna move on to the next nigga? You gonna wait to the end of the bid to flip the script on me?” Forever threw his hands up in the air in exasperation. “Ain’t this some shit!”

  “You didn’t hear me say shit about moving on to the next nigga. Why are you jumping to conclusions Forever? This ain’t the first time I said I was tired of this shit and damn sure won’t be my last!” Nyla snapped back. “I used to be able to share my feelings with you. But the way you trippin’, trust and believe that won’t happen again.” She turned her back to him.