Since the nigga who lived there had left to go out of town to take some “work,” a female was left to watch the house until he returned. The dope and money was stashed in a bedroom closet on the first floor. All we had to do was a quick house invasion. I parked down the street from the house. It was a nice Spanish style brick home. Pink and fuchsia zinnias limed the flagstone walkway. There was a eerie quietness about the house as we approached, I had my nine in my drawers. Ski Mask had the .380. I could feel my palms sweating, my pulse racing as I looked around prepare to knock. It felt like I had been injected with high octane fuel in my veins. All the lights were off inside the house, I looked around suspiciously and knocked on the door. I looked at Ski Mask. He looked nervous as hell. Suddenly there was a feminine voice on the other side of the door. “Who is it?”“Mike from across the street. There’s a fire in your yard.” “A fire?” She opened the door and there stood one of the baddest bitches I had never seen. Fine like a model, light skinned with hazel eyes, long blonde hair weave, big titties with nipples pointing right at me. I leveled my pistol to her head and rushed inside. She looked like she wanted to scream. “Bitch, if you make a sound, I’ma kill you!” She nodded her head, “Take anything you want. Just don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything you ask.” I turned around to shut the door and noticed Ski Mask was gone, Scary as nigga, I said to myself, and pushed the chick toward the hall where the bedroom was located, Second door on the right, Ski Mask had told me. I moved fast, according to the plan. The home was plush with expensive furniture and thick shag carpeting, At the bedroom door, as I was about to open it, I thought I heard a floor board paneling creek above me on the second floor. This bitch was watching me closely as I turned the bedroom doorknob. Maybe it was my mind playin tricks on me, but the chick didn’t act as scared as broads normally do, all cryin n shit. She was watching me, nibbling on her bottom lip. I noticed lipstick had smeared on her front teeth, so instead of going through the bedroom door first, I gestured for her to enter. She hesitated and walked in. I couldn’t help noticing her fat ass jiggling in the short satin nightgown.Inside the bedroom, it was a king sized bed with lots of mirrors with fancy chairs and a matching mahogany dresser. Suddenly the strangest thing happened, it was surreal. The chick started to undress. “Bitch, wha’cha doin?!” I exclaimed, I thought I heard foot steps outside the bedroom door, this shit was bizarre. She slithered out the gown. The fur between her legs was trimmed like a heart.“Lemme suck dat dick,” she cooed. Stupefied, I frowned at her. I felt like I was having out of body experience, I was moving slow and she was going fast. She sashayed over to the bed and lay on her back, spreading her legs. Pink pussy galore. She wiggled a finger at me, like “come here.” Something about her startled my senses, tingling, alarming, signaling for me to go, run! But I couldn’t if I wanted to. Not with a million dollars and enough dope to have a nigga straight for a lifetime. I walked over to the closet door with my eye on the bitch."

    I continue to rub my hands through her ponytail as I look over at her. “No, I will have this job and they gon’ love me. I’ll be the best Krystal they’ll ever know.” She looks over towards me not smiling as she says with trembling lips, “What…do you…mean?” With one shove of my hand I slam her face into the steering wheel, not once, or twice, or three times, but four or maybe five. I lose count as blood oozes out her nose, mouth and eyes. Her body stops shaking and sudden the car starts moving slowly forward as she takes her foot off of the brake. I reach over placing the car in park quickly. Removing my other hand from the back of her head, I look around on the quiet street, not seeing anyone in sight. Tossing my book bag into the backseat of her green Toyota, Camry, I lean over grabbing her, pulling her lifeless body over toward the passenger’s seat. Opening the passenger’s door I get out, placing her in the seat I just escape from. With her head slouched down, I close the door and run around to the driver’s door. Opening the door, I look down seeing all her blood splashed on the steering wheel.

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