I pulled up to KoKo’s crib ready to hear some bullshit that I knew she would be talking. She loved telling me about things that I particularly didn’t care about. There were a lot of things that I disliked about Ko, but one thing that I loved for sure, was that she didn’t want a relationship. Yeah, she could get a little clingy, but we were on the same page when it came to the relationship shit. As long as she wasn’t around here fucking tons of niggas and was respecting herself, I was cool.

I walked into her place and she was dressed in her birthday suit as usual. She walked around clapping her ass and smoking a blunt, another thing I didn’t like.

“Yo, put that shit out!” I demanded.

“What nigga? You got asthma or something?”

I could tell her goofy ass was high as a rocket, but she put it out and plopped all that ass on me. I grabbed a handful of it.

“Doesn’t addiction run in your family? Why the hell you keep smoking?”

“Game, it’s just weed.” She pouted.

“Yep, and that’s how it always starts off.”

I wasn’t dating Ko or anything, but I did care about her, which was the main reason I pulled her from prostituting and got her a spot. I couldn’t keep trying to guilt her into not smoking. Everyone had their vices.

“You hate smoking but let me show you what I can do.”

She stroked my dick alive through the sweats that I was wearing as I laid back and enjoyed the show. The next thing she did was light her blunt back up and started to blow smoke rings out of her mouth. She pulled my dick out and by now, it was rock solid. The smoke rings then landed around my dick while Ko held a little smoke in her mouth. She then put her pretty little mouth around my dick and went for what she knew. I didn’t know what it was, but the mixture of the warmth of the smoke and her deep throating my whole dick had my toes curled like a bitch.

Her slurping and gagging on my dick was like music to my ears as I palmed her bald head. Ko was going for that 90’s Jada Pinkett look, but she definitely wasn’t sucking dick like Jada. She was sucking it like a female who needed her phone bill paid. I yanked away from her, but she only swallowed my dick again. I didn’t want to cum in her mouth, but baby girl was giving me no option.

“I can take it!” she said with her mouth still around me, but I understood her perfectly. No sooner than she said it, I exploded in her mouth and she didn’t even flinch. She drank it like it was her favorite drink, not missing a drop. She looked at me with those doe eyes. “Baby, I want you to fuck me.”

She didn’t have to tell me what she knew I was going to do. I yanked her up and she laid on the leather sectional with her ass up, begging me to fuck her. I entered her hard and strong just like she liked it, and she screamed to the top of her lungs. “AHHHHH SHIT! Do that shit nigga!” She started talking her usual shit as I plunged in and out of her with my thumb in her butt.

“Throw that shit back Ko!” I demanded, and she appeased my request. Ko was wet as hell, leaking actually. Her juices covered my dick making a slapping sound each time I went in and out of her. It didn’t take too much longer for me to bust all over her ass. Ko would never catch me slipping busting in her no matter how good the shit felt.

Ko drifted off to sleep like a baby and the minute she closed her eyes, I slipped out. I had never slept at Ko’s house and I was not about to start. I got home, showered and laid in my bed while some bullshit was playing on the TV that I paid absolutely no attention to. Out of nowhere, the girl from earlier popped in my head; the chick that Fu had knocked into. Shorty looked visibly scared of him and he played off that shit. I checked him once we got into my sister’s juice bar about the shit too. I even noticed that when we were leaving, she was sitting on the side of the building. Something about her stuck with me but I couldn’t put my finger on it. What the hell was she doing there anyway? Her clothes looked a little ragged, but that didn’t mean anything.

When I saw her sitting with this sad look on her face, my wheels started to turn as usual, so I decided to call Kayla.

“What do you want, bighead? I’m trying to close up shop,” she answered.

“Kay, I need you to do something for me really quick.”

“What Game? You know a sister is tired. Don’t be putting me up to no shenanigans.”

“Man, do I ever put you up to shenanigans? Now listen really quick. I need you to go outside and look on the side to see if a girl is there. She’s kind of brownskin wearing some dingy ass clothes.”

“What? Are you serious?”

“Yes, I’m dead serious. Now go!”

“Okay, okay,” she said, and I could hear her moving.

“Yeah Bro, it’s a girl out here sleeping on cardboard. I wonder where she came from? I’ve never seen her.”

“Man, me either, but she don’t need to be out there like that. It’s damn near thirty degrees out.”

“I know, but we can’t do anything about that. We don’t even know her.”

“It doesn’t matter that we don’t know her Kayla, she needs help,” I said sternly.

“There you go Jahfar! Always trying to save somebody. You need to mind your business sometimes!”

“Kay, I’m not trying to hear that. Now listen, this is what I need you to do…”