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“I’m trying to talk to you!”

“And I’m trying to get my dick sucked. Look at both of us trying to accomplish something.” She was ready to go off again until I kissed her. That was all she needed. Her hand fumbled against my belt buckle as she tried to free my dick.

“This mufucka better already be hard too. I’m not about to waste my time playing with a gummy worm.” When she pulled my shit out and saw it was on brick, her ass moaned. Bubbles’s head was in my lap seconds after laying eyes on it.

“Suck it like you miss it, Stink.” Grabbing her hair, I guided her up and down on my dick. Occasionally, I held it still at the base until she choked. Letting her up for air, I gave her a few seconds to catch her breath before doing it again. I was about to bust, but I changed my mind. “Get in the back. I want to feel my pussy.” This time, her nasty ass didn’t have any objections. Bubbles was out of her shorts in no time. Instead of climbing on top, she sucked my dick again for a couple more minutes. Finally, she mounted me and slid down on my dick. Out of nowhere, Bubbles slapped me and spit in my mouth. Not a sexy spit either. She did that shit disrespectfully.

“You mine, and you better not ever forget that shit. Do you hear me?” A smile crept up my face. Snatching her by her hair, I pulled her closer to my face. She licked the spit off my shit before tongue kissing me. Bubbles continued to bounce on my shit, and I wasn’t about to last much longer.

“You know I belong to you, Stink,” I said like a lil bitch. As soon as the words left my mouth, she came. Her body jerked hard as hell.

“Fill me up, Anton.” I sucked her lips as I came all in her pussy. Once we were settled, I pulled my pants up.

“Now, gone up there and finish watching your lil movie. If I have to come get my pussy again, I’m doing that shit up there. I don’t care who’s home. Are we clear?” She nodded while pulling her clothes up. Opening the door, she looked around before climbing out.

“I hate you so much!”

“I love you too, Stink.” I could see the shocked look on her face. She stood there for a while before stumbling back to the building. Climbing out the back, I got in the front and pulled off. I needed that pussy with me at all times. I might change her shit to a five day notice. Laughing, I headed toward Key’s house to grab Lovii.

Simone “Bubbles” Stanton

I had been standing in this kitchen staring at this piece of paper for so long that the words started running together. There was no way I was reading this correctly. I had to be remedial because either I needed some glasses or this paper said I had thirty days to get our shit and get the fuck out. I read the notice again, hoping I had missed something. It didn’t say anything about all the tenants, just us. I turned the paper over like these people wrote notes on the back.

The crazy part was, we paid our rent. The shit might’ve been late a time or two, but it got paid. I also couldn’t pretend we were model tenants, but we weren’t in here tearing their shit up or disturbing the peace of the other tenants. We didn’t throw parties or gatherings, and I damn sure wasn’t nasty. The fucked up part was, we weren’t locked into a lease anymore. We had been here for years, and after the first one, they never made us sign again, so we didn’t. We’d been paying month to month since. I grabbed my phone and made a call. I was hanging up when Peanut yelled out to me.

“Bae, where my gray hoodie at?”

“Peanut, come here.”

“Hold on, I’m looking for my shit.” I rolled my eyes.

“Your shit about to be outside in thirty days,” I said, waiting for it to register with his ass.

“Okay… Wait, what?” He walked into the front room wearing basketball shorts and one sock. I passed him the paper and waited for him to finish reading. “What the fuck is this? Aww hell naw!”

“Same shit I said. Apparently, they don’t like our asses no more and want us gone.” I took a seat on the couch.

“Who is they?”

“Whoever owns the building, Peanut. Gah damn!” He was about to irritate me, and I wasn’t in the mood.

“They can’t just put us out. We pay our rent. Who can we call? Somebody needs to tell us something.” I swear I wanted to punch him in the head.

“What do you think I’ve been in here doing? Watching TV? I called the building manager, and they said it was the landlord’s decision. We aren’t in a lease, so they have the right to put us out as long as they give notice. Hence, the letter.”

“We need to call the actual landlord or go down to their office.”

“We gone drive to a P.O. Box? Boy, come sit down with me. You about to stress me out more than I already am.” He did what I asked, and we both sat there in silence for a while. Peanut finally spoke up.

“We got thirty days.” I turned toward him slowly, trying my best not to put my hands on him.

“Thank you for the update. I was under the impression we had six months.”

“I’m saying, that’s all we got to try and figure something out. I ain’t trying to be homeless.” Grabbing my phone, I opened my banking app. I’d been doing good about holding onto the money Anton gave me. Mostly because I had been laid up with him and didn’t have to spend any of my own. I paid the rent and the bills that accumulated for the past two months, gave Taffy and Juanita some money, and the rest been just sitting there. I still had a couple of dollars, but if I started paying application fees, security deposits, and moving expenses, a hoe was going to be cutting it close. That was assuming I could find a place in thirty days. I went to the Zillow app and started looking up apartments. My eyes damn near fell out of my head for what they were asking.

“These people are out of their minds.” Peanut leaned over to see what I was looking at.

“Two thousand dollars? What the fuck!” The asking rent for these places was either over the top, or cheap but looked like a crack house. The lowest that I could see was for a studio, and they wanted fourteen hundred. They could keep that, though. There was no way I would be able to stay with Peanut and not have a room to separate from him.