Reverend Cash: Let Us Prey (3 page)

Chapter 6

Byron wasn’t home so Billy headed on over to the pool hall to find him. He shouldn’t be there since it was after dark but Billy couldn’t phantom anywhere else he could or would be without him. He paused and looked at all the pimp’s cars lining the block in front of the pool hall. He stood out front for several minutes before building up the nerve to go inside. He braced himself for Sammy’s foul mouth as he pushed the door open.

“Sup lil’ nigga!” Sammy barked when Billy stepped inside. That much he expected but the man’s next words stunned him. “Come on in. They over there.”

“Who?” Billy asked staring over in the direction Sammy had pointed in. He got the answer for himself when he saw his friend with Leroy and one of his hookers.

“Come on over!” Byron shouted, waving and smiling, looking totally out of place.

Survival instinct told Billy to turn and leave but curiosity got the best of him. Didn’t he know that curiosity got the cat killed, and that there was no way anything good could come of this? With a deep sigh he literally blew caution to the wind and walked over.

When he got closer Billy saw the hooker at Leroy’s side was Mandy. His mind flashed to the crush he’d once had on the girl with the long brown pigtails. She’d been turned out on reefer and dick by an older boy before he’d been sent off to reform school. Once word got out that the pretty little young thing liked to get high and fuck it was just a matter of time before one of the city’s pimps got to her. Leroy was the one who got to her first. He got her high, fucked her, and put a price on her. The young girl was eye candy, so he kept her by his side. The close proximity allowed him to charge a premium for her.

“This the one they call Dollar Bill?” Leroy asked with a fake enthusiasm designed to make the boy feel important.

“The one and only!” Byron said happily. He was the only person at the table who bought the pimp’s charade.

“Mr. Leroy,” Billy said with a nod of respect. He turned to say hello to Mandy but her eyes were shut as she swayed back and forth. The girl was off beat to the tune coming from the juke box, because she didn’t hear it. The heroin coursing through her body had a melody all its own.

“He got a job fo’ us!” Byron said way too loudly. A stern look from Leroy told him so too. He repeated himself but was much quieter the second time. “We work for him now.”

“Doing what?” Billy asked his friend but looked at Leroy knowing that he’d answer.

“Odd jobs. Nothing heavy,” he replied smoothly. So smoothly one would have actually believed that delivering heroin was legal. “Keep some reefer in you system and cash in yo’ pockets.”

“No thank you/thank you,” Billy and Byron replied at the same time. Leroy heard them both but he only spoke to Billy.

“What, you think you pimpin’ cuz you slangin’ a lil dick to some fat broad? You a hoe not a pimp!” he spat. The outburst caused Mandy to open her eyes to investigate. A beautiful smile spread on her face followed by stinging laughter.

Billy wasn’t sure if he should reach across the table and tackled his big mouth friend or run out the joint in tears. He couldn’t decide so he sat there and took more abuse. A spark of hatred developed in his heart, but he was smart enough to know he was in no position to act now. Instead he would let it sit there and fester until he killed one of them.

“I’m tryna put you on, but if you wanna be a hoe I got plenty of old broads that’ll pay for dick. Men too! You like ass boy?”

“No!” Billy pouted and swatted away a tear. Mandy’s laughter burned a whole in his soul as it cackled in his ear. “We’ll do it!”

“That’s more like it,” Leroy smiled and clapped his diamond laden hands. He’d won, but the love-struck look he aimed at Mandy needed to be addressed. He reached down and pulled his pimp stick from his pimp pants and said, “Huh, Bitch!”

Mandy accepted that he was talking to her being that she was the only bitch at the table and turned to reply. The exposed dick didn’t need explaining, so she leaned over and swallowed the tip. Byron giggled as her head went up and down under the table.

“Now, y’all take this to Man-Man over on 4
th
Street. Don’t open it or fuck with it!” Leroy warned as he placed a small envelope on the table. Byron reached for it but Leroy stopped him. “Nuh uh, him!”

Billy looked Leroy in the eye for the first time as he picked up the package. He held his gaze in an attempt to ignore the bobbing head on his lap. The slurping sounds however could not be ignored.

“Come on back and… hol’ up,” the pimp said frowning up. He made a big show of busting a nut in the girl’s mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and tossed his own from side to side. “Damn, it mane!”

“See you in a few,” Billy said having seen enough. He stood and turned from the table. Byron had to run to catch him at the door.

“Stop being rude mane! You gon’ fuck this up for us!” Byron warned once they were out on the sidewalk.

“If anybody fuck anything up it’s gon’ be you and your big ass mouth!” Billy spat angrily. Part of that anger came from Byron and his big mouth, but part of it also came from Leroy.

“What you talkin’ ‘bout? I don’t be saying nothin’ ‘bout nothin’!” Byron vowed. “On my mama!

“So, you ain’t tell Shawna she let me fuck?” he demanded.

“Huh?”

****

“Come on in,” Man-Man called from behind his door. The boys looked at each other for a second to decide what to do. Finally Billy shrugged and turned the knob.

“Whoa!” he said into the barrel of a huge revolver. “Leroy sent us!”

“He did? Come on in then!” Man-Man said pulling them both inside. “Where’s it at? Give it to me! Have a seat!”

Neither boy wanted to stay but when a man with a gun tells you to have a seat, you have a seat. Man-Man went into a trance as he pulled out his works to fix up a fix. Billy blinked his eyes when he recognized it as the same look that Shawna has on her face before they have sex. He shot a side eye glance at his partner and saw that he was mesmerized by the flame that danced under the spoon. They both could smell the bubbling heroin as it cooked.

“This that shit mane!” Man-Man cheered and pulled the drug into his syringe. He used his teeth and free hand to tie off his arm with a rubber hose.

Billy and Byron had opposite reactions when he ran the dope into his arm. Billy was utterly disgusted and vowed on the spot to never go out like that. Not Byron though, that shit excited him to no end. He could not wait to experience the feeling, which had spread the warm smile on the man’s face, for himself. It was the same one that had Mandy swaying and nodding to the beat of a different drummer.

“Let’s go, mane,” Billy whispered once Man-Man leaned forward into a deep dope fiend nod. He didn’t even hear then leave.

Chapter 7

“Yes Lawd!” Lady cheered when she entered the church. Her family was one of the first families inside which meant she was able to get a front row seat. She posted up on the front pew flanked by her children. “Oh, and Pastor Paul wanna have a word with you after the service.”

“For what?” Billy shot back in a tone that would’ve pulled the trigger on Lady’s back hand slap had they not been in church. His mother actually flinched from holding it back.

“Cuz yo’ teacher tol’ me you was being hardheaded!” Lady growled through clenched teeth. “She tol’ you to go up to the board and you said no.”

“Oh,” Billy said twisting his lips ruefully. A few days earlier he’d zoned in on Ms. Water’s ass as she wrote on the board. The twenty something year old teacher had a fat ass that had made him rock hard. No way was he going up in front of the class like that.

“Yes Lawdddd!” Pastor Paul’s deacon/hype-man co-signed. Had this been the eighties and not the sixties he would be saying,
‘Throw your hands in the air and wave ‘em like you just don’t care!’

“Yes Lawd!” Lady too agreed and then swooned as the flamboyant preacher put on. Billy did well in his battle not to laugh. He would save it for later and mock the man to his sister instead. Mary got a kick out of his Pastor Paul impersonation.

Billy felt his neck heating up and turned around to investigate why. He flinched when he saw Shonda staring hungrily at him. She licked her lips lustfully and winked. The naïve boy turned back to the show in the pulpit.

The side of his neck heated up next and when he turned in that direction it was Shawna staring. He whipped his head away only to come face to face with a thirsty Bernice. Billy was in high demand thanks to Shawna running her mouth.

Billy had a few dollars in his pocket but pretended he didn’t when the collection plate came through. It came back around two more times before the show came to an end.

“Thank God!” Billy grunted once it was over and stood to leave.

“Oh, no you don’t! You gotta stay and talk to Pastor. We’ll see you at the house,” Lady instructed.

“We ain’t goin’ to eat?” he asked in horror at the thought.

“We is. You, you gotta stay and talk to Pastor,” Lady replied sarcastically. Her tone did a three hundred and sixty degree change when the preacher approached. He was still glistening with sweat and his voice was raspy from his performance.

“Yes Lawd,” Pastor Paul greeted. He locked in on Billy as he shook Lady’s hand. “Is this the one been back talkin’?”

“Yassir,” Lady replied in her mock southern accent. “He need some talkin’ to!”

“And he ‘bout to get it,” Pastor assured her. She took in one last, long, lustful look at the preacher before turning to leave. She made sure to put a little extra in her walk just in case he was watching.

“Come on her’ boy,” the pastor said before walking off to give Billy a long pep talk. Billy missed most of it because he was busy worrying about the ham and yams he was missing out on at the buffet.

****

“I’ll buy my own plate!” Billy lamented as he walked home from church. He hated spending his money but since he had an appointment inside of Shawna he’d make back whatever he spent. He’d already made up in his mind that he was going to eat some pussy to cover his meal. “I’m gon’ get me a rib plate, some candy yams, collard gre—”

“Pst,” Billy heard from behind some bushes. He decided it had nothing to do with him and kept on pushing. Until he heard it again followed by his name being called. “Pst, Billy. Over here.”

“Shonda?” he asked when his investigation showed the girl concealed behind some shrubs. She still had on the same fancy dress she’d worn to church and she had the same thirsty look in her eyes.

“Yeah, it’s me. I need to see you ‘fo you go over to Shawna’s house,” she said which explained why she was hiding in the bushes on her friend’s street. Shawna had bragged about getting some wood after church and her friend had set an ambush.

“I gotta go… holla at her cuz…”

‘I’ll pay you double! Now, come on!’ Shonda demanded and led the way. Billy lagged back to look at her ass and saw she had plenty of it.

“We gotta hurr’ up cuz my mama will be here after a while,” Shonda explained when she got him inside. She produced ten bucks from her purse and proceeded to strip.

Billy watched her undress as he did the same. Whereas Shawna was high yellow Shonda was almost jet black. She had a set of big black titties that were capped by lumpy dark nipples. Her round belly sat atop a dense crop of pubic hair that surrounded her plump vagina.

“Damn!” Shonda said, shaking her head at Billy’s large erection. She laid back on her bed and spread both her legs and lips.

“Damn!” Billy repeated as he got a peek at her pink insides. He inched closer and continued to marvel at the glistening black box for a few more seconds before plunging inside. He took a few slow strokes, just the way Shawna had taught him, but Shonda wouldn’t hear of it.

“Un uh Boy, you gon’ fuck me!” she demanded as she grabbed his hips. The girl then proceeded to slam him in and out of her until he got the picture. Billy planted his feet and commenced to pounding.

“The upper room…” Shonda’s mama sang as she entered her house. The forty something year old woman was just as black as her daughter but where her daughter was heavy she had the same tight shape she’d had twenty years ago. She’d only gotten two steps inside before she heard the unmistakable sounds of sex in the air.

“Get… this… pussy!” Shonda demanded as her mother marched down the hall. “I’m finna… cum!”

“You finna get yo’ fat ass out my house!” Donna corrected as she bust into her daughter’s room. Luckily for Shonda she’d just gotten off before her mother intruded.

“It’s not what it looks like, Mama!” she swore and pushed the boy up and out of her.

“Gal, it look li… oh my!” her mama said pausing when she got a glance at Billy’s dick. It looked splendid, all hard and wet. The older woman cocked her head to the side and moved in closer for a closer look. “You Miss Lady’s boy, ain’t you?”

“Yessum Ma’am,” he said lowering his head in shame. His mother was going to lose her mind when she found out about this. Just thinking about it caused his erection to begin to deflate.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Donna said and grabbed the young boy’s dick. She used the slippery fluid left on it by her daughter to stroke it back erect. “Hold my purse, gal!”

“Mama!” Shonda shrieked. “What you doin’?”

“Shit, I’m finna get me some of this here dick! Um hm,” the woman vowed.

Billy didn’t know what to say. When she put her mouth on him he realized that there was nothing that needed to be said. Shonda pouted and stormed out while her mama sucked the boy off. She vigorously stroked his shaft while working her mouth. The combination did the trick and young Billy exploded on her tonsils.

“Now you won’t be cumming all quick,” she explained as she came out of her church clothes. She threw them right on top of her daughter’s before pushing Billy back on the bed.

“I’m finna ride this thang!” she proclaimed and climbed on top of him. She hadn’t had any dick in a decade so it took a minute for her to work him inside. Once she did she was ready to ride. “Ya, gitty up!”

Billy lay there in shock as the woman old enough to be his mama rode him hard and fast. A convulsion overcame the woman as she came, but she fought through it and kept on riding. Donna got her a couple more nuts before she finally slumped over to the side totally spent.

“Let me get some more too, Mama. I paid for it,” Shonda protested from the doorway.

“Mama got money too,” she said catching her breath for another ride. It was well after dark before Billy finally got out of there. He was thirty dollars richer when he set out to find his partner Byron.

“Where the hell you been?” Byron demanded to know when Billy found him in the pool hall. He sounded angry but was really just lonely. He heard the gruff tone himself and passed the stick he’d been smoking on as a peace offering. Billy looked at the weed for a second before deciding to take it.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I tol’ you,” he swore and took a drag. He would’ve believed him, but he would’ve also probably ran over to Shonda’s house and tried to fuck her and her mama too.

“Anyway, I’m glad you her’. Leroy got some work for us.”