“JENNY DAVIS, REPORT to visitation,” the CO announced over the PA system.
“There you go, baby,” Carlisha said to Jenny, who was lying down on her bunk cuddling with her.
“Yeah, that’s China,” Jenny said as she stripped out of her gym shorts and grabbed her visitation uniform.
Jenny wore nothing but her white cotton Hanes panties and a gray sports bra, which turned on Carlisha.
Damn, I have a bad-ass bitch! Carlisha acknowledged as Jenny applied cocoa butter lotion to her flawless, brown lustrous skin.
“Let me lotion your legs for you, baby.”
“Okay,” Jenny said as she turned around and squirted lotion into Carlisha’s palms. She then turned back around and let her apply the lotion to her back and inner thighs, all the way down to her ankles.
Jenny loved the delicate touch of Carlisha caressing her body.
“I could never get enough of loving your body, baby. If China don’t know, she definitely has a prize in her life,” Carlisha said.
“I think she knows that, boo,” Jenny said, looking back at Carlisha with her hands clamped on her hips.
“Damn! I wish we had time. I’ll eat that pussy before you go. What’s up?”
“No, Carlisha, I have to get going,” Jenny said, moving fast at putting on her nicely creased uniform.
She knew the look in Carlisha’s eyes meant trouble, and before Carlisha could force her into a quickie, she was getting herself out of the cell. She appreciated Carlisha’s superb sex game, but her number one bitch was waiting to see her. And everyone in the prison knew that China came before any bitch.
“I’ll take you up on that offer when I come back, baby. See you later,” Jenny said, blowing Carlisha a kiss before she hurried out of the cell.
When Jenny made it to the visitation room, she immediately spotted China sitting at the table with an assortment of food.
Damn! She’s already picking up weight? Jenny noticed about her.
“Hey, baby!” Jenny said as she embraced China and gave her a passionate kiss before sitting down at the table.
“You’re smelling good. What? Did you shower in cocoa butter before you came?”
“You know I had to get the next bitch off me. I can’t come up here smelling like no cunt now,” Jenny said.
“You are so wrong for that one,” China laughed.
“It’s the truth, boo!”
“I know. That’s the funny part!” China said, still laughing.
“What’s up with you? You’re already gaining weight, baby,” Jenny said.
“I know, and I’m only almost three months,” China purred.
“Damn! I can only imagine what six months will look like,” Jenny said, biting into a hot chicken sandwich.
“Yeah, I know.”
“So, how is Smooth?”
“I go see him tomorrow. He has something to tell me that he couldn’t tell me over the phone, and it’s running me crazy
of what it could be!” China explained.
“Well, stop always expecting the worst, baby. Shit! Maybe he’s ready to sign them papers.”
“No man will marry me from behind bars, Jenny. Sorry, but it will never happen,” China said as she took a sip from her water bottle.
“You mean to tell me that you will not marry Smooth if he asks you to do it now?”
“Exactly what I’ve told you. Hell no! That’s not my dream approach, and I will not settle for it!” China told her.
“I don’t blame you, baby. A bad bitch like you deserves a king and queen wedding with horses, golden roads, and beautiful white doves flying off into the beautiful sunset,” Jenny stated.
“Girl, you’re so full of it!” China laughed.
“For real, baby! Just let me be there. Shit! I only have three more years as of today.”
“Really? Shit! I thought it was a little more. That’s good. I can’t wait until you come home, Jenny.”
“Me too, baby!”
* * *
The DEA couldn’t hold everyone they had picked up in the sweep two months ago. So those who weren’t facing major drug indictments were able to post bond and be back on the streets, trying to hustle lawyer money to keep them free and put up money to keep them straight in case they had to do a bid in prison for their charges.
The beef between the M-13s and Smooth’s soldiers was still breaking out. Money had spotted the Lincoln Town Car further down the block before it started creeping. He had put everyone on the block on beat. Money held an all-chrome AK-47, with his finger on the trigger.
“Yo, Sunny! Duck off! Let me squeeze on these dumbass Mexicans!” Money shouted to his homeboy, Sunny, who was also watching the car creep from the dark confines of an apartment complex.
“I got ’em in the—”
Chop! Chop! Chop! Chop!
Before Sunny could get the words out, he was hit by the assassin who no one saw standing up in the sunroof.
Money quickly acted and returned fire at the Town Car, which slammed on the gas, coming his way. SUVs came from every direction onto 110th, releasing a deadly fusillade killing anything moving.
“Damn it, man!” Money shouted, realizing that he was at odds.
Before he became a dead statistic, Money ran through a pathway that led him to the other street.
The Mexicans came with strategy, Money thought as he ran and ducked from the shots trying to take him down.
These Mexicans are not resting! Money reflected as he hid in some bushes.
He stayed there until the threat was gone and the sirens flared. He couldn’t go back on 110th, or else he would be walking back onto a crime scene.
Damn it! I need Mall out here with me, and Choppa to come out of his coma, Money thought as he walked to a trap house on 109th and lay low until the heat died.
It didn’t help that Mall was sitting in the county jail without bail. Mall was looking at some serious federal time and being ratted on by unknown workers as he sat.
Money was fortunate to dodge major indictments. He was able to bond out from the sweep with the help of his baby mama, Tabby, who constantly reminded him to put up money in case he was ever arrested. Now he was out hustling for a good lawyer and preparing to welcome his first child with Tabby.
I can’t let these Mexicans kill me out here. I got too much to lose to die in these streets, Money thought as he sat on the sofa in the trap house.
He needed at least $50,000 real quick to put down on a lawyer who would promise him no time in prison. Then, whatever he gained after that would go to his seed and baby mama.
I definitely gotta get on my grind and stay alive, Money considered.