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By Your Side [XIV]Desmond That was the benefit of being an athlete in the city of brotherly love. The people of Philly were die hard fans of their teams, especially the Eagles. The officer had so much love for Desmond that he was willing to risk his job for him. The letter that he handed to Desmond was supposed to be a piece of evidence, but he didn’t care! he couldn’t stand the thought of the birds losing their playoff birth this season. After the officer slipped him the note Desmond walked over to his car and got in. He opened the letter and it said: To: You From: Me Finally Desi, you and I can be together! I have your fucking wife and I am going to kill her! I cannot tell you where I am but just know that I will find you when she’s terminated and you and I will live happily ever after. She was just in the way...blinding you from seeing what you really want…and that’s me!
Desmond slammed his head on the steering wheel and began to cry. Lord what did I do to deserve this? he screamed. He sat there with is head down wondering if he should tell the police. The note was obviously from Ryan, he was the only person on this Earth who called him Desi. His mind went straight to Phoenix. If that muh fucka touches my wife, I’mma kill him, he thought. Desmond was stuck with a terrible decision… it was either a) tell the police and have the world know he was bi-sexual or b) try and find this faggot on his own. Either way he knew he had to react fast, his wife’s life was at stake! It took about 30 seconds but he made a choice!
Ryan After ripping off Phoenix’s clothes Ryan picked her up and laid her on his ‘operating’ table. Her face was covered with blood from that nose stomp she endured. Ryan strapped her down with rope and ran his hand over her breast. “Damn girl, you sure are soft!” He said as he continued to rub and feel on her body. “Please why are you doing this?” Phoenix managed to cry out. “HA HA HA HA! BECAUSE BITCH YOU’RE IN THE WAY OF ME AND MY MAN!” he eerily said. Phoenix began to cry harder, “please don’t hurt me, I will divorce him if that’s what you want but please, please don’t kill me!” “THAT’S RIGHT BITCH BEG…BEG ME LIKE THE WHORE I KNOW YOU ARE!” All she could do was cry, she knew her life was over. Stripping down to his draws, Ryan got on top the table and straddled Phoenix. “Listen to me Phoenix. You are going to suck my dick. You’re going to suck it just like your husband…ump correction…my boyfriend does!” He immediately pulled out his long, swollen dick and shoved it down her throat.
Armen Headed from his downtown Atlanta office into buckhead, Armen decided to stop in the Lenox Mall. As got out of his car he bumped into someone. When he turned around to say excuse me he couldn’t believe his eyes. Was it really her or was his eyes playing tricks on him? “Oh My God, is that Armen Lewis?” she said as she went to hug him. Taking in her scent Armen knew it was her, “Jada Winters.” he said as he hugged her back. “Wow, look at you woman.” He said as he twirled her around. His stomach was in knots Jada still had that affect on him. Damn, man I still love this woman. he said to himself as he thought back to the day she left.
Jada was Armen’s college sweetheart. They both went to Clark Atlanta University and they were madly in love. Armen was happy to be at Clark because Roman didn’t go there and for once he was the star. He played on their basketball team as the starting power forward, and Roman was far away playing football for the University of Florida. One week Roman came home, and wanted to spend the weekend with Armen at Clark. Armen was so happy to have his twin there for a couple of days, he got to show him off because most people knew him from watching him play football on TV. They went to parties and a step-show and just had a goodtime that weekend, and since Roman was home for a week he ended up staying with Armen longer than planned. One night while Armen was at practice, Roman was sitting in his room watching movies when Jada knocked on the door. Roman got up to open it and she walked in with just her trench coat. Pushing past Roman, Jada opened her coat exposing her naked body. He instantly got hard. The next thing you know Roman is banging Jada’s back out when Armen walked in the room.
“Uhhh Armen, did you hear me?” Jada asked interrupting his thoughts. “Huh, oh nah I’m sorry what did you say?” he nervously asked. “I said how have you been?” “Jada!” he aggressively said. After remembering the night she fucked Roman, his attitude about running into her had changed. “Why are you asking me that, you sure you don’t wanna know about Roman instead?” he sarcastically asked “What the hell is that supposed to mean Armen? I know you are not still bitter about something that happened in the past. We were in college for God’s sake…get over it!” she taunted. Just when he was about to put her in her place a little boy ran up to her side and said “Mommy, hurry up I have to pee!” “Boo, I thought I told you to stay in the car while I come and talk to my friend! And where’s your sister did you leave her in the car?” Jada said as she picked the young boy up. Jada was mad that her son had gotten out of the car and blown her spot. She had actually seen Armen pull into the parking lot, so she followed him and hurried up and parked, and that’s when she ‘accidentally’ bumped into him. Armen stared at her son and his faced looked oddly familiar. Staring into his young eyes Armen’s heart began to race. Jada read the look on his face and said “Armen…meet your son!” Hey family...here is chapter 14...i wont be back until Sunday...so happy reading and if you're not a Cardinals fan can you root for my eagles?...LOL! love you guys ST
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