My Hustler’s Keeper (12 page)

And since we’re talking about Harmony, do you really think she’ll be able to cope with bringing a baby to see you behind bars? Hell fucking no. Ma, gon’ take flight and leave your ass high and dry. You suppose to be here protecting her. How you are going to do that rotting in prison?

And to make this situation even more fucked up than it already is, you know she’s easy to manipulate when she feels her back is against the wall. And you know what that means? Joe is going to have her ass taking in more numbers than the lotto, making more bodies disappear than a magic performance, and have more money begin taken from the FBI files than a bank robbery. She will be in so deep that snitching on herself will not set her free.

Yeah nigga, kick yourself in the ass ‘cause where you’re about to go, there isn’t any more waking up whenever you feel like it. No more singing to the woman of your dreams while you’re making love to her or feeling her pussy muscle tighten around your dick while you’re banging into her lovely tunnel, telling her how much you love her as she begs you to go deeper. Ain’t any more head games either. No more gripping her hair when you’re ready to get that nut off. No more releasing down her throat as she lay the deadliest head on you to the point that you start to cry and moan, scream and shout. And especially ain’t no more feeling her sweet juices tickle down to your dick as she’s gripping on the sheets, biting the pillow as she cums.

Then there’s Mary. You must have wanted that motherfucker to marry the love of your life. Don’t say you didn’t, ‘cause if you didn’t you would have stayed by her side. Now you really have to worry about your child calling somebody else Daddy. And what about Joe? How in the fuck are you going to send him to meet Satan when you’re locked up? You can’t do hits in prison Sincere. And you damn sho’ can’t protect your family behind bars.

And since we’re on family what about Rayla? If you’re gone, it won’t be too long before Henry and Daniel join you. So who’s going to protect Rayla and your unborn niece or nephew? Don’t say you can do all this in prison either because you can’t nigga. You aren’t Superman. What you think you can put on a robe and fly out of prison whenever someone needs you? Nah nigga, it doesn’t work like that.

You might as well kill yourself now ‘cause you got too many problems and you haven’t even made it through the doors yet. Shit, right about now I bet you do wish you were Superman. I bet he doesn’t have these many problems. Instead look at you now. You fucked up, all ‘cause you had to play be the ‘my word is my bond’ game
. Now look at you. Fucked, with no protection.

My conscience is kicking my ass as I keep on reminiscing about that day. Now here I am hoping this snake in the grass of a judge gives me a bond as I wait for him to come up with his ruling.

“Bail is set for five million dollars,” Judge Thomason says. “Court is adjourned.”

Oh, I got your ass now
, I think.

** ** **

Later that day…

Standing outside of Thomason’s house Henry, Daniel, and I get ready for the mission we are about to make happen.

“Y’all ready?” I ask, opening Thomason’s back door.

Shaking their heard up and down, we enter. Slowly walking up the stairs, we go to the destination where we hear the most noise. Twisting the doorknob stands before our eyes Thomason, Carla, and Tammy, each penetrating each other.

“What the fuck is this? One big ass orgy?” I yell out, pointing my Glock in their direction, while the three of them rush to break up their body party.

“Seems like it to me,” Daniel says laughing.

“Damn, where your sick wife at? I see you don’t believe in fucking bitches at a motel? Carla baby, when did you start sharing? I thought you were strictly pussy licking? And Tammy. Poor Tammy, why you didn’t come to me? I could’ve given you the pipe.”

“Fuck the twenty-one questions. Judge, get your dick out of Tammy’s ass and step forward,” I instruct.

Without hesitation he did just as I instructed him to do.

“Shut the hell up D. I’m doing this as a favor to Sincere,” Carla tells him, as she gets dressed.

“And nigga I still am strictly pussy licking. But money talks bullshit runs a marathon,” Carla says.

“Well, whenever you change your mind you know where to find me.”

“Yeah, shut up D. We all know yo’ ass the king of dick slanging free of charge.”

“Damn, my pride is hurt.”

“Wait, so all this is a set up?” Judge cuts into their conversation and asks.

“Hell nah, this nigga thought he was getting some pussy ‘cause of his good looks,” Daniel says, cracking the entire room up into laughter.

“Playtime’s over. D, go see if you can find a pole or bat.”

“Gotcha,” he says, exiting the room.

Daniel return five minutes later with a baseball bat.

“I’m about to put some home runs in this motherfucka’.” he laughs as he hands me the bat.

“Now it’s time to play 21 questions.” I say, to the judge.

“What are you going to do with that?” he asks, crying.

“It doesn’t take a fucking rocket scientist to pinpoint what the fuck is about to go down,” Henry jumps in and says.

“Who set me up?” I asked as I swung the bat, fake missing the judge’s head by an inch.

“Please don’t do it,” Judge begs.

“You got 0.2 seconds to answer my question or the next time I won’t miss.”

“Joe told me to set you up. But the case will be thrown out due to lack of evidence. Somebody stole the evidence and the undercover is dead so I made your bond five million,” he admits.

“Tell Joe I say this.” Dropping the bat, I place two shots into his body; one in the shoulder and one in the leg. I had to keep his ass breathing at least until the end of my trial.

“Call the police in twenty minutes. You know the plan,” I tell Carla.

“And Judge, don’t fucking play me,” I say to the judge.

Leaving out the back door, Daniel, Henry, and I make our way back inside of Daniel’s rental.

“Yo, Sincere, you thinking what I’m thinking?” Daniel asks as he starts up the car.

“Yeah, Joe got to go and fast.”

“We need to put our heads together and get rid of this nigga like yesterday. I’ll ask Tone for some help ‘cause this shit is about to get real.”

“Hell yeah,” we all say in union.

** ** **

Two days later…court day.

“Since the evidence magically disappeared and there is no witnesses, this case is closed,” Judge Thomason says.

“Game time,” I smile while making my way out the courtroom.

“I beat my case,” I tell harmony over the phone.

“I knew you would.”

“How?”

“Cause I got the evidence sitting right in front of me,” she says laughing.

“I love the way you laugh.”

“It’s getting late Sincere. I got to go.”

“It’s almost over,” I tell her.

“If you say so,” she replies back.

“Promise you’ll wait for me. Don’t do anything that will get you in any more trouble. I got everything taken care of. Just wait for me.”

“I’ll always wait for you. Damn, Sincere, you’re being selfish. Let me help you.”

“No, it’s not safe for you.”

“What the fuck Sincere?! You do know I’ll have to marry Mary, right?”

“Trust me ma, that will never happen.”

“Sincere, just let me help you. If you go down, we will go down together. I love you Sincere. Baby please just let me help you.”

“I love you too Harmony Knight.”

“Sincere, please stop this and come back.”

“Ma. Just trust me I—.”

“Sincere, I lost the baby!” she yells, interpreting me.

“You did what?”

Instead of replying back to my question, she hangs up. I knew that means this is the end of us. She is no longer my hustler’s keeper.

My Hustler’s Keeper

-17-

HARMONY

“Five…four…three…two…one. HAPPY NEW YEAR! The ball has dropped. It’s now the start of a new year. And I’d like to wish everyone a Happy New Year. Be safe and enjoy,” the TV spokeswoman says.

“Happy New Year my ass. It’s just another day with a different year. I am talking back to the lady on the TV. Taking a shot of White Remy to the head, I begin to cry as I think about Sincere and what he might be doing.

“This is going to be the saddest year of my life,” I scream out, scaring my dogs Rocko and Rita.

“Why would you say such a thing?” Mary asks, entering the living room with a tray of drinks.

“We’re getting married this year. You should be happy.”

“Cause I didn’t bring it in with my brother. We have this thing were if we don’t count down together while holding hands with our legs crossed we’ll have bad luck all year. And I’m still not working. We can’t get married if I’m not working. Doesn’t the bride have to pay for everything?” I lie.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll pay for it. Sometimes you just have to bend the rules a lil bit,” she smiles. “But I know something that will make you smile.”

“Please, Mary, stop thinking about having sex with me. Bad enough I have to marry you,” I tell her, with my hand over my temple. She is starting to give me a serious headache.

“I’m not thinking about that.”

“I’m just letting you know up front will never even breathe on this pussy. I’m just going along with this little act to keep all our asses out the prison system. Other then that you and I both know you don’t like pussy and I’m not about to be your experiment.”

Over the course of me faking to be Mary’s bride she had revealed to me that she is so eager to marry me. I was given to her before coming out the pussy as a reward for her taking Joe’s time while he lived his life as a free man.

That is the main reason why Joe and my mother always fought around my birthday. Mary said Joe planned my mother’s death. Said it was the only way they would finally be together. So she told Stephanie to help her. And as much as it hurt me to listen to her, I did. She told me how my mother always wanted to bring down Joe. But she was just like me. Afraid of bringing down her loved ones also.

I also know why Joe has so much control over everyone and why he also never got caught for his actions. This nigga was throwing Mary’s pussy to everyone from the judges to the Chief of Police and was recording them fucking. Joe is a smart man indeed. Using his bitch as a tool to get rich and holding it over their heads for them to help him. But when it’s all said and done, I will finish what my mother started. I will blow Joe’s brains out; it’s just a matter of time. That is why I’m going to use this fake wedding to my advantage. And when the time is right, Joe’s lifeline is mine to take. And so is Mary’s for killing my mother. Revenge is sweet, but death will be sweeter.

“Whatever Harmony. Anyways T.G.T. will be performing tonight. And I got us front row seats. Wanna go?” she asks, showing me the tickets.

“Hell yeah. I love me some Tyrese.” I quickly jump up and run towards the bathroom.

“Show starts in two hours,” she yells, as I slam the bathroom door shut.

At 7:30 PM we pull into the parking lot at the Arie Crown Theater. Stepping out, Mary keeps it business like in her black dress, black boots, and her hair in a ponytail.

I on the other hand, have on a black and gold striped crossover Gucci freak ‘em dress, along with my
come fuck me Gold
red bottoms. My hair is pined up Chinese style and the only jewelry I have on is the necklace Sincere brought me last year.

“You ready?” she asks, trying to kiss me.

“Almost,” I tell her, while applying some M.A.C. lip-gloss.

“Okay, I’m ready.”

“You’re a hot mess,” she says laughing.

“I am not. I just like to step out nice.”

“Whatever you say.” She takes my hand and begins to lead us towards the back entrance,

“C’mon, baby, we have to hurry up. The show is about to start.”

“I am hurrying if you stop trying to drag me,” I yell out, while stopping in my tracks.

“Shit, I dropped my handbag thanks to you.”

“Leave it. I’ll get you another one,” she says, holding the door.

“Hell no. My personal information is in there. Put something in the door. I’m coming right behind you,” I explain to her.

“Hurry up Harmony,” she says, looking at her watch.

“You have five minutes.”

“I won’t even take that long,” I say, as I make my way in the direction I had recently come from.

“Now where the hell is that bag? I know ain’t nobody pick it up.”

“Looking for this?” someone whispers into my ear.

Turning around Sinceres' smile has me dripping wet between my legs, soaking up my panties. This nigga is on fire; water wouldn’t even put him out.

“Thanks,” I say, grabbing the bag from out his hands.

“No biggie ma,” he says, licking his lips, causing me to stumble.

“You okay?” he asks, reaching for me.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“I ain’t asking you how you look. I asked you were you okay.”

That has me smiling. He moves closer and kisses me. A kiss so passionate it feels like a million needles is poking my lips.

“Sincere, I can’t do this.” I push away.

“I’m with Mary now. You made your choice.”

“No, you’re pretending to be with her. But I don’t give a fuck ‘cause your heart will forever belong to me,” he says, pulling me back in his embrace.

Lifting me up, he places my body on the car behind me, pulling my dress over my waist and panties to the side as his fingers find my wet treasure chest.

“Sincere,” I moan out.

“Cum for me,” he replies back, working his fingers.

Sucking on my neck my body is all the way
turned up
and isn’t planning on coming down. Removing his fingers I watch as he sucks my juices off then pulls out his golden stick that I have been missing oh so very much.  Pulling my body closer to him he proceeds to enter my tight chest.

“Sincere!” I scream out. “Baby, go deeper.” I tell him, squeezing my pussy on his dick.

“Fuck Harmony,” he says, as he goes deeper inside of me.

“I’m about to cum ma.”

I respond back by squeezing my muscles tighter. At this point one nut is good enough for me, just as long as he gives me some babies out of it.

“Sincere, go deeper,” I say while feeling a climax about to take place throughout my body.

Spreading my legs farther apart, he hits my G-spot until we both climax together, making our juices become one. This is the part of the New Year Sincere and I always did together. And I’m glad our way of bringing it in never changed.

“Happy New Year ma,” he says, kissing me.

“Same to you,” I reply back, savoring the moment.

“Oh shit, the concert…Mary!” I yell, while jumping up from being wrapped in his arms.

“I have to go.” I give him a quick on kiss his lips as he pulls my dress down.

“I want another round before you leave,” he tells me, fixing his clothes.

“How? I can’t leave her side.”

“You’ll find a way,” he says, walking off.

“When and what time?” I yell out.

“You’ll see,” he yells back without turning around.

“Sincere, don’t play with me.”

“I’m not playing. You’ll see. But you better get inside to your girlfriend before she starts a raid,” he continues to yell from a distance without stopping.

Grabbing the bag, I run as fast as my red bottoms will let me as I hurry to get inside the theater.

** ** **

Tank…Tank…Tank!” the crowd shouts in union.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s my pleasure to say that Mr. Please Don’t Go will be our opening act. Without further interruption I’d like to welcome Tank!” he yells out to the crowd before exiting the stage.

“Tank…Tank…Tank!” the crowd continues to scream as Tank makes his way to center stage.

Singing along to “Last Breath” my mind wanders off to Sincere. Hearing him sing this song to me would have been heaven on earth. Instead I’m sitting next to the devil trying my hardest to enjoy myself.

“You’re having a good time so far? Cause if you’re not you know we can go back home and I’ll think of another way to bring in the year,” Mary yells, over the music.

“C’mon, Mary, how can I say I’m enjoying it if you’re in my ear?”

“C’mon, Harmony, I’m trying to make love to my wife tonight,” she says, as if what I said went in one ear and out the other.

“What?!” I turn my head so fucking fast you would have thought I snapped it. “Let’s make this clear. First off, I’m not your wife. If you think I’m marrying you, you have another think coming. I’d rather rot in a cell before saying I DO to you. As I keep telling you and Joe, I’m not sure what God y’all listening to. But that nigga must be on dope and gum drops.” I pause before finishing up the same speech I keep telling her.

“Secondly, this pussy belongs to someone, and his name is Sincere Knight. You know that. So don’t get this shit or me twisted. I’m not with you, ‘cause I want to be. I’m with you ‘cause I have to be in order to keep my family out of danger. Now please leave me alone. I’m trying to enjoy the fucking show,” I scream over Tank’s voice, waving my finger in her face. 

Turning my attention back to Tank I listen as he wraps up “Last Breath.” Then he sings “I Can’t Make You Love Me” before taking it back to “Please Don’t Go” followed by “Maybe I Deserve,” and last but not least “Heart Breaker.” By the end of his performance my eyes are puffy due to all the crying.

“So you’re going to stay mad at me the whole night? You know I didn’t mean what I said,” she whispers.

“Mary, please go sit at another table. I’m trying to enjoy the show.”

“I am too. I got these tickets for us. I want you to be in my arms when Tyrese comes out. Can you please forgive me?”

“I’m not laying up under you.”

“Okay, well can we hold hands?”

“Let me go to the ladies’ room first. My stomach is starting to hurt. It feels like I got to take a shit,” I tell her, standing up.

“That is too much information. And we all know your shits can last for a lifetime, so you can kiss seeing Tyrese’s performance goodbye,” she says laughing.

“But I’ll be able to hear him!” I yell out, running towards the ladies room.

Upon entering my eyes roam the ladies room for the person I am dying to have next to me.

“Looking for me?” he asks, licking my neck.

“We don’t have a lot of time,” I inform Sincere before locking the door and then dropping my belongings onto the floor. “We have to make this quick.”

“We have all the time in the world ma,” he replies back. “And I’m going to make sure every minute counts,” he says, licking my neck.

“Just being next to you, I know we’ll make every second count,” I state before letting my dress fall to the floor. “And I mean EVERY.”

“You know how I work.”

He pins me up against the wall and goes straight for my hard nipples A.K.A. my weak spot all and while stroking my wet clit with his index finger.

“Sincere,” I cry out in pure pleasure.

“
Have I told you I love you lately? Have I told you, you still mean the world to me
?” he begins to sing “Lately” by Tyrese into my ear, causing me to cum.

“That’s one,” he whispers.

“So what you’re counting my nuts now?” I tease him, as I remove his fingers and place them into my mouth to taste.

“Hell yeah, I’m aiming to beak records around here.” Slowly placing me on his jacket, he begins to go sub diving. I feel him writing his name on my pussy as his tongue flicks my clit several times before making its way to my ass.

“Holy shhhiiittt, this feels so damn good.” Closing my eyes, I begin to ride his face until I feel myself release.

“Dick time,” he says, laughing.

Placing my body into a doggy style position, he strokes and bangs until we both climax.

“I miss you ma,” he whispers into my ear.

“I miss you too.”

I come out the ladies room just as Ginuwine is finishing up “Ain’t None Of Your Friends’ Business.”

“What did I miss?” I ask Mary while taking my seat.

“Tyrese did his thang,” she says, standing up.

“Ginuwine did too, shit, they all did. It was a really good show.”

“Why are you standing up? It ain’t over yet.”

“Yes it is. I tell you your shits last a life time.”

“Damn. I missed it.” I was pretending to be upset.

“I recorded the show,” she informs me.

I left the Arie Crown glowing. I am on top of the world. I am feeling so damn good that if Mary asks me for some pussy, I will give her some. Getting into Mary’s car I take one last look towards the back entrance and see Sincere. Smiling with my eyes, he then winks at me, as we both know this is the best New Years we ever spent together.