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all the contents inside. When he pulled his hand back out, my pocket was completely empty.
    “Look at this shit here.” he said as he opened up his hand. This bastard acted like he’d just hit the lottery.
    Brenda got excited as well. She reached for the money he had in his hand. “Give me a couple of them twenties.”
    “Hold the fuck up.” he growled and closed his hand before she could grab one dollar.
    I stood there in disbelief. I wanted to grab my money back from that ass hole so bad but I decided against it for fear that he’d rip my fucking head off. So instead of reacting in the way I knew would cause me harm, I asked them both if I could leave.
    “Yeah. Carry your ass!” he said without even looking my way. He and Brenda stood there at the entryway of the room and argued about how much money he had to give her. I walked by them and found my way back to the back door. As I exited the house I felt so defeated. And just think that I had just went in there with two pills of heroin and a pocket filled with money, but I left empty handed. What in the hell was I going to do about it? I couldn’t go back in there and demand that they give me my stuff back so I threw my duffle bag across my shoulders and headed up the block.
    My mind started racing. I immediately went into hustling mode. I had to get some money back into my pockets. I had a major heroin addiction and I knew that in a matter of a couple of hours, I was going to need to feed it. So when I got to the end of the block I stood at the corner and tried to pick up a trick or two. All I needed was twenty bucks. That would get me two more pills of dope and that would do me good for the night if the heroin didn’t have a bunch of cut on it.
    Thank God a car finally pulled up curbside. It was an old clunker with a middle aged black man in the driver seat. I leaned down into the passenger side window and asked him if he needed a date. He was your typical desperate looking man who looked like he wanted his dick sucked. I tried not to look at him head on because he was not easy on the eyes. In fact, he looked somewhat scary. He also acted like he was paranoid. He looked over his shoulders at least five times while I waited for him to tell me what he wanted. “Whatcha need baby?” I asked.
    “How much for a jerk off?” he spoke. His voice sounded husky.
    “Whose gonna do the jerking?”
    “You. I want you to jerk me off.”
    I thought for a second. “Give me fifty bucks and I’ll jerk you off so good, you gon think you’re inside my pussy.” I told him.
    He looked over his right shoulder and then he turned back around to face me. “Get in the car. he instructed me.
    I opened the passenger side door and sat down on the seat. Right after I closed the door, I asked him to pay me up front. He retrieved his wallet from his back pocket and then he pulled out a fifty-dollar bill. Instead of handing it to me he balled it up in his right hand and said, “I’m gonna hold it right here until you make me cum.”
    I was instantly turned off by his response. I was not happy at all by his arrangement and I made it known. “Look, I don’t know what type of mess you got going on and I really don’t care. But, I’m telling you right now that I am not going to touch you or your dick if you don’t pay me up front.”
    “No. No. The last time I paid a prostitute my money first, she jumped out of my car and ran off. So you gon have to take care of me before I give you anything.”
    Frustrated by his stubbornness, I almost blew my top. “Look man, where the fuck am I going to run to? You can lock the fucking door if you like. I’m not gonna try to run off with your damn money. Now do us both a favor and pay up so I can get down to business.”
    I guessed this idiot wasn’t in the mood to bargain with me. He noticed how he’d gotten more agitated than me. “Bitch just get out of my car.” he snapped as he reached over my lap and grabbed a hold of the door