shirt to match. Having a little cash left over, I purchased the cheapest bottle of good smelling cologne I could find.
I got back to Ginger’s place around a quarter to six. We ate dinner, fucked, and then prepared ourselves to be gone by nine. I got out of the shower, and Ginger got in. While she was doing her thing, the phone rang. I recognized the voice on the other end, pleased that it was Rufus.
“What’s going on, my nigga?” he shouted.
“What ain’t going on, Killer?”
“How does it feel to be a free man?”
I smiled from the thought. “I can’t complain.”
Rufus laughed. “Not one bit. But, uh, I thought you were going to holla at me as soon as you got out.”
“As soon as I got out, calling you was the last thing on my mind. Man, I was anxious to dive into some pussy and see about my son.”
“I hear ya on that. I hope you’re heading this way soon. I told the ladies to expect you and shit down here has been off the chain.”
“I’m not trying to go that route. Actually, I called to see if you’d do me a favor.”
“You good for it. Shoot.”
“I’m broke as hell!” I laughed. “I need some jack. I don’t want to work, nor do I intend to, but a nigga gotta have some money—soon.”
“Then come back to L.A., Kiley. We setting this shit off. You’d be proud of me and I’d be happy to hook a brotha up. It’s just like when Papa Abrams ran the show. The only thing missing is you. Think about it, au-ight?”
“I will, but in the meantime, help a nigga out.”
“Say the word. Tell me how much and it’s on the way. I got a few fellas shaking and moving through the Lou in a few days. I’d be happy to have them make a special delivery for me.”
“I need two hundred g’s. I don’t have transportation, I don’t have—
“Done deal. No need to explain. I’ll call you in a couple of days and tell you where to meet them.”
“Thanks, Killer. You know I owe you one for taking care of the family while I was away too.”
“That was chump change. Besides, I didn’t always send what you asked because I really didn’t trust Ginger. Something with her didn’t sit right with me.”
“Yeah, I know. And again, thanks. I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Adios Amigo. In a few days, baby, you’ll be set.”
I hung up, and soon after, the phone rang again. I thought it was Rufus calling back, but instead, it was a man asking for Ginger.
“She’s in the shower. Who is this?” I asked.
“Craig. Is this Desmon?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Then, tell yo Mama to call me back. I was gonna stop by but I wanna make sure it’s cool.”
“It’s cool.”
“Then, tell her I’m on my way.”
“Sure.”
I hung up and went to the bedroom to trim my goatee. My head was already cleanly shaven, so I hurried to put on my clothes. Finally, Ginger came out of the bathroom and walked into the bedroom to find me. When she didn’t find me there, she came into the living room where I sat on the couch.
She quickly blinked her eyes. “Damn, baby, you look nice,” she said, standing in front of me. She leaned down to give me a kiss.
I gave her a quick peck, then backed away. “Gon ahead and get dressed so we can go.”
Instead of following my order, she dropped the towel from around her and squatted between my legs. “Can I taste you before we go? I told you how much seeing you at your best turns me on.”
I leaned back on the couch and reached for the button on my pants. After I unzipped them, Ginger pulled my dick out. She held a tight grip on it, while watching it grow. It was where it needed to be, and that’s when her mouth went into action. I closed my eyes and tilted my head to the side. Definitely to my satisfaction, I moaned and let it be known loudly that the feeling was too good to me.
“Right there, baby. I lovvve how you treat my dick like royalty.”
As she was in action, there was a knock at the door.