TRI-SEXUAL

Tri-Sexual

Girly G.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2011 by Girly G.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission of the author/publisher.

ISBN:
9780983220114

Dedication

This Book is dedicated to the most important women in my life. My love, My heart, and My everything Shaun (Girly’s Girl) Sabb. My Mother Michelle Goodman, My Daughter Makhayla, and My G-Ma

Acknowledgements

First and foremost I have to thank the lord above for the many blessings he continues to rain upon me. He carried me through the fire, rain snow, and sunshine in my life and hands down I never could’ve made it without he who strengthens me. My savor to you I will give my life back for. Thanks for making me who I am.

I have to give a special thanks to the love of my life (Shaun Sabb) for being such a great woman to me. You have inspired me in so many ways to be the best I can be. You make me better by being my better half. I love you with all of my heart. You are my air, heartbeat, heaven, and earth. You make me so happy. You are all that I will ever want and need. You are beyond beautiful inside and out. You are my bestfriend and my soul’s mate. Your name will forever be stamped on my heart. I was lucky enough to find true love in my lifetime in you. Thanks for coming into my life and making me complete.

To My Daughter Makhayla: You are my little bundle of joy, my sunshine, and my Angel. Just seeing your smile brightens my day. I love you so much I couldn’t ask God for a better gift than to have you as my daughter. You mean the world to me.

To My Mother Sweet Michelle Goodman: Thank you for creating me. You are the strongest person I know. Thank you for all the lessons in life you taught me. I love you for all that you are and helped raise me to be. I wouldn’t trade you for the world. Thanks for listening all those nights when I woke you up to read you one of my stories.

To My G-Ma: Thanks for always having my back and loving in me what you hate in everyone else. You were always there when I needed you. I love and appreciate you and will always be G-Ma Babiee!!!!!!

I love you Mama Lee you know you’ve always shown me nothing but open and loving arms. Thanks for the warm welcome into your family.

Rest in Peace to my Father, Grandfather, and my Nephew J- Mack II, My Auntie Angie, and My Grandma Irene. Save me a place in heaven where I will be with you again. I love you miss you guys so much.

To My Sisters and Brothers: Shantae, Patressia, Cassandra, Angel, Taliese Jerome, Chris, Prince, Gary, Josh, and Jimbo Athough we had it rough growing up we always had each other. We may have all grown a part with time but I still love you all.

My Aunts and uncles Nita, Melva, Meka, Shelly, Sheila, Mike, and Deak love you!!!

To all of my family I didn’t forget you. You all know who you are and that I love you that’s all that counts.

All the readers and supporters of the Girly G. Go Hard Movement thanks 100 million times for all of the support. I really appreciate you. Anyone who has contributed to the success of this book in any way thank you from the bottom of my heart. Anyone who has crossed my path along my journey through life thank you. I don’t forget the people who are good to me you know who you are. All the genuine fans and friends you are all a tremendous blessing and I truly love you all. Thanks again for everything!!!! Love and Happiness to all one final thing ENJOY!!!

Table of Contents

Dick Dyke

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:00 A.M at the Trap House Nore, Dru, Twan, and a few of their goons were grinding around the clock. They were posted up outside with fully loaded weapons, Swisher Sweets Cigarillos filled with herb, and multiple bottles of liquor. Rolling up the street came a 08’ Maserati Gran Turismo Coupe. The car pulled up right out front. Nore was smoking on some of Cali’s best Dro when she told the guys to fall back she’ll handle it.

She approached the car, blunt in her mouth, a gun on her hip and one cocked and loaded in her hand. “What you need?” She asked the middle aged white male wearing a custom made Italian suit. “I want to sample some of your highest quality Cocaine” he said. Nore sized his ass up before calling up to Twan. She told him to get that potent shit. That special shit as they called it.

He went into the house while the guy pulled out a wad of cash handing it all over to Nore. Nore had just lit up another blunt. She was pulling on it hard then she suddenly started laughing and coughing. The guy sat and waited patiently not knowing the source of her laughter but too afraid to ask. Twan came out of the house with a plate full of product and a rolled up $100 dollar bill.

He handed the plate over to the guy “Get high nigga” Nore screamed to him. He didn’t waste any time picking up the rolled up bill and snorting up everything on the plate. Nore sat there and waited until it hit him. It wasn’t long before his body started convulsing and his mouth started foaming. They had given him pure heroin.

Nore laughed as he sat there dying “Dumb motherfucker” she said. “Move that nigga to the back seat” she ordered to Twan. Then she hopped into the passenger seat. Twan hopped in the driver’s seat and drove off. “Let’s go dump this motherfucker” said Nore. Twan drove down by the river and drug his body out of the car. First thing he did was check his pockets. He took everything from his Rolex watch to his wallet.

Twan then pushed him into the water where they left his body floating. He handed the wallet and Rolex over to Nore who in return said “You keep it.” She then called up Dru and told him to meet her at the chop shop around the way. They rolled up and Nore hopped out to negotiate a suitable cash amount for the car. She then handed over the keys and in exchange she received $50,000. They then got into the car with Dru and went back to the Trap House. Nore kept $20,000 for her then dished Twan and Dru both $10,000 each. The last $10,000 was then split between their young soldiers.

Nore and Dru were young gunz from the jump. Nore had moved down from New York and settled next door to Dru and his younger sister Kay. They took over the streets at a tender age of 15. They traded their text books for guns and their education for the school of hard knocks. They started off in the B&E game until they hustled up enough money to cop some product and build their empire from the ground up. They were feared apart, but together they were ruthless.

Dru had the muscle and Nore had the heart. Old heads were giving them much respect because they made their own way into the game and didn’t look, ask, or take no handouts. Anyone who didn’t respect it got dealt with accordingly. That’s how Nore earned her trigger happy reputation. Twan got down when he realized that the only way to make some real money on that side of town was to get down with them.

He knew that all the old heads were either taking each other out over old beefs left unfinished, getting locked up, or getting out of the game. That would essentially leave Dru and Nore the head honchos in charge. He knew it would be smarter to be with them rather than against them. Reason being their army was built tough with a lot of soldiers and he stood no chance against them alone. Twan soon proved himself worthy of getting down with his willingness to do any and everything necessary to win them over and to be number one. He took out anyone who opposed them, any competition, and any potential threats earning him 3rd Officer in command.

Nore walked into the house at 5 A.M with a bag full of cash. Her fitted cap brim was low and covered by an all-black hoodie. She dropped her guns and jewelry down on the night stand beside her bed. Her woman Kay was in bed sleeping peacefully. She went into the shower as quiet as possible trying not to wake her. She dried off, put on her Strap-On, and approached her sleeping beauty in bed.

Nore separated Kay’s legs burying her head between her thighs. She then gently ran her tongue up and down the middle of her pussy lips. Kay’s moans started forming as Nore massaged her clit. She started off just slightly grazing it licking it from side to side. “Umm… Umm… uh…uh…” Kay moaned while gripping Nore’s head moving it to her desired rhythm.

Nore started sucking her clit slow then increased her speed until Kay begged for her to stick the Strap-On inside of her pussy. “Oh shit fuck me baby” she yelled out. Nore held her legs into the air while she entered in and out of her wet pussy. “Umm….Umm…. yes…baby” Kay moaned. Nore fucked her fast while she tossed her body back against hers. “Turn around” said Nore slapping the strap against her pussy before sticking it in.

Kay grabbed the strap leading it into her screaming walls. Nore pushed her face down into the bed, lifted her ass up and began working her way deep into her pussy. “Ah…Ah…fuck me harder” Kay screamed. Nore gripped her by the ass pulling it closer to her. Nore started giving her more powerful thrusts harder and deeper. “Oh shit Nore oh baby… umm… I’m ready to cum” Kay said. Nore pulled out of her pussy latching onto her clit with her lips licking the hell out of it with her tongue.

“It’s coming babe” Kay screamed. Nore added more pressure to her thumping sensitive spot squeezing her nipples doubling the sensation. Kay trembled yelling out “Nore… Nore…Nore damn babe it’s so good”. Nore placed her Strap-On back inside stroking her at a steady pace. She felt her body start to elevate to a faster pace mustering up her orgasm. She gripped onto her waist fucking her until it seized. Nore crawled out of her and Kay started sucking her pussy juices off of the Strap-On.

Nore loved it when she sucked her Strap-On. Whenever she would suck it she would have an orgasm within minutes. It was just something about the thought of her doing it that pushed her to climax. After she released her orgasm and all the juices were sucked off of the Strap-On by Kay she removed it. She placed it into the drawer beside the bed.

Nore was three years older than Kay and until she was 16 she saw her only as her little sister. Once her curves started fully developing her attention and attraction shifted. Kay had always flirted with her, but she often ignored her. She never took her teenage crush serious although she had it bad for her. On her 18th birthday Nore surprised her with a red ribbon wrapped around a brand new car. She then took her on a 12 day cruise to Hawaii.

Dru didn’t object to their relationship he knew Nore loved her and wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. He also knew he couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Nore always got what she wanted and wasn’t going to let anyone get in the way of that. That was the beginning of their love relationship. Nore put her through college. She paid for all of her expenses and tuition where she attended to become a Fashion Designer. Now five years later and with a degree under her belt she quickly made a name for herself in the Fashion Industry. She had one leg up on all the other students in her class. She had a shit load of money.

She was representing A-list Celebrities, Modeling agencies, and Entertainers. As a graduation present Nore had surprised her with her very own Boutique Downtown in the Fashion district. She called it Kay’s Phasin. It was a high end Boutique with only the latest and greatest in the Fashion world. She carried her own clothing line Lavish as well as other known and up and coming Designers. Her Lavish line was featured in the top Department stores all over the world.

She also had a lingerie line called Diamond. It was a very sexy collection. She was doing extremely well for herself by the age of 23. She was like the Beyonce of the hood and Nore was her Jay Z. She was beautiful, sexy, fine with a coca cola shape, green eyes, high yellow skin tone, long wavy hair, and Diva ways. With no exaggeration she was all of the above. She was definitely model material. She was crazy about her Nore. Hoes knew they couldn’t stand a chance against her. To the best of her ability she tried to separate the two different ways of life.