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dragged... (Part 22)Stripped
I’m about ready to leave all these “hemales” alone. I couldn’t believe how much shade Elixir was throwing at a brotha. I knew that she was just playing the role of the mouse, expecting this cat to chase her, but Maddox McNair doesn’t have to chase no female, because his reputation as the ultimate lover pretty much spoke for itself. The way the bitch called my name out loud and scratched up my back whenever we made love assured me that she loved all that meat I was sticking into her deep freezer (and her shit was an abyss, I ain’t lying). Now Sunny, on the other hand, was another story. I knew that she was a handful when I chose to get with her, but I loved how she got down. Every time I dropped that beef off into her “P”-trap it made me growl like a damn lion. Her shit was tighter than a penny pincher’s finger tips, and I actually hollered a few times while I was jumping up and down off in her shit; ya’ll don’t hear me though. Whenever she squeezed that vice-grip around old one eye, I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. I remember when I was exclusively into real ladies, but somewhere along the line things got tripped up and now I ain’t nothing but a hound “dawg” for that “bu-dussy”. If there was a legitimate piece of kitty-kat sitting beside a fat, juicy piece of “bu-dussy”, I’d be leaping over hers to get to his. This insatiable appetite I had for a ding-ding combo meal all the damn time was blowing my mind 69 times, and I hated admitting it, and if the day ever came when I started lying to myself it would be a tragedy for Maddox. So, now, back to this mental shit these man-broads have got me going through. Elixir brushed me off her shoulders like a bad case of dandruff, and it had tilted the scales of my intelligence like a motherfucker. When she asked “Oh, are you still there…?” it put me beside myself and I wanted to tell her to check her on her attitude, but I knew that if I did that she would’ve given me straight dial tone. All that music in the background assured me that she had moved on with her life, and if she were really in Miami then I knew I had my work cut out for me. One way or the other I was going to get back in her good graces, because it’s what I do…love’em real right so they’ll never want me to leave. Now with Lixy out of the picture for the time being, I had to reconnect with that bodacious barracuda, Sunny Skies. I had sat outside her house for a few hours until I got tired and she never reappeared, which meant she had probably hooked up with another stallion for the evening. That there wasn’t cool at all, because like I had mentioned earlier, I don’t’ like sharing the ass I’m hitting with nobody, especially since she hadn’t given up that beef to me. Since I had struck out with Elixir the prior evening, I decided to hit Sunny’s seven digits this time. If she tried to send me packing I wasn’t going to give up without a fight. When the line started ringing, my tool stood up at attention, and the anticipation was unbearable. I hung up after the eighth ring and redialed; persistence is the name of the game and I have been known to be pretty relentless when I needed to get mine.
Damn, she still wasn’t picking up.
I could feel the rage building inside of me and I didn’t want an explosion to occur, so I retrieved the tiny rectangular package of white magic from my pocket and hit both my nostrils three times each. If I could’ve sprouted hairs out the pours of my skin right then and there I would’ve become a real life wolfman. I needed sex so bad until I actually started perspiring; I even growled a few times. After trying to reach her for thirty minutes, I hit the steering wheel with both of my hands as hard as I could. I had run out of patience and the effects of the drug had my endorphins running on overdrive. I decided to try calling her again and if she didn’t answer this time I didn’t know what I was going to do.
It took three rings before I heard her pick up.
“Yes, Maddox, what can I do for you?” She asked, in a dry, funky tone, which I ignored. “Damn, baby, where have you been? I waited outside your house for awhile last night, but you never came home. What’s up?” I asked her, getting excited about the possibility of hooking up with her for the evening. “You waited outside of my house? What the hell are you doing, Maddox, stalking me?” She asked, sounding agitated. “Stalking you? What the hell are you talking about, I don’t even roll like that baby,” I told her. I couldn’t help but get defensive after hearing her accuse me of some shit like that. “Then what would you call it then, darling? You actually waited outside my home…I mean come on…what the hell were you thinking?” She asked, treating me like I was some deranged fool. “I call it, love, baby, that’s what I call it. I need to see you, so stop tripping, okay?” I asked her, ignoring her distorted accusations.
She began to laugh like a Halloween witch and it did not sit well with me at all. I wanted to reach through that phone and grab her by her neck and choke the shit out of her.
“Don’t do that, okay?” I asked nicely, as I tried to contain the rage building up inside of me.
“Okay, I won’t do that, I’ll just do this…”
Click
I couldn’t believe that the bitch had hung up on me.
Oh hell to the fuck “naw”…
I was Maddox McNair baby….
M-a double D o-x
My thoughts ran wild, because nothing was making sense to me at all and my understanding was at an all time low. Without giving it a second thought, I cranked up my car and started driving like a maniac. Nobody, and I mean nobody, was going to treat me like that. As hard as I tried controlling myself, I couldn’t get a handle on reason…
She just didn’t know it…
She just didn't know it...
She had just awakened a monster…
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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