JUST YOU WAIT...LOL (X3)

as I removed my hands from cupping his ass, Rah caught on..."FUK DAT DAWG...LET DAT SHIT RING NIGGA...i'm needing you rite now fam" Rah shot in a seductive grunt. Truth was...I was feeling like I was needing nis nigga too, or atleast da feeling I was getting...at this point my mohagany chest was covered in spit dat seemed to make a path down to my belly..."I'm sayin doe...who...who...it fuck around...fuk around and be imorportant..." was all I managed to get out before dis nigga tongue started traveling the spit trail down to my belly as well..."more important than nis...hmmm?...hmmm....?....hmmm nigga?...." with each hmmm? he kissed my naval and stuck his tongue inside after each kiss was done....i half laughed"you right yo...fuck dat phone, dey ul' call back..." as if he knew what a loud noise was to follow, with that statement, he covered my mouth and sucked on the side of my stomach while unbuttoning my pant with his other hand. In spite of having attempted to silence an inevitable moan, I still managed to let out sound through the spaces in his fingers..."AHHH FUCK YEA NIGGEE!" was all I managed before da phone began ringing again...we both looked at it..."yo, jus lemme silence whoever it is dawg...we got plenty of time cannon..." I let out... "whatever..." retorted Rah as he rolled over onto his back...as I got off the bed, my loosened pants fell to the floor, and it was back to the potatoe sack race to get to the phone on the dresser...as I managed to get to it on the fourth ring, Rah managed to get up and go in the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. "YO?" I shot into the reciever..."yo?, uh anh, come on Mhir, I know Ms. Julia done taught chu better den nat, it's hello, how are you, or more professionally, This is Jahmir can I help you..." responded Jazmine in a half laugh...I aint find that shit too funny...especially since she interupted some shit I had going down real quick..." Fuck I gotta be professional for, I aint at work...matter fact I aint got no job either so da hell wit all da professional shit u digg?" I shot back."oooh and you cussin' too, I'ma tell Ms. Julia, and I would cuss you back out but I do have a job and I am at work so luck you..." Jazmine had a Sanaa Lathan type set up...she was soft, with a natural beauty....shit she even sounded like her, but could get fiesty if need be...we was cool doe, we grew up on na same block...matter fact, I was da one dat convinced he to talk to Rah...but in spite of how good peoples we was...I wasn't tryn hear dis shit right now plus I just got wind of dat foul shit Rah jus told me she was on..."so wussup doe...u gone rub it in my face I lost my gig or you gone tell me wutchu want at nine something in the morning?" "My bad NASTY!...anyway, I just wanted you to tell Raheem to call Kyree...if dis nigga call me one more time asking for his phone number, Ima give him na Jahmir phone treatment and a bitch need her job, see u got me cussing at work..." she quipped...feeling somewhat on guard..." what make you think he here..." I shot..." Jahmir...don't play wit me, between you and Kyree...Raheem always got somebody to leech off of when he not welcome at home and Kyree keep calling me so I already know he witchu...matter fact, he better be witchu cuz if he not, dat mean he wit some bitch and I aint playin na" I cut her off "aite, aite, aite, yea he here...but chu already knew any mafukn way cuz u been calling here all morning anyway!" I half laughed..."What? aint no body called you all morning, I wasn't even gonna call Raheem dumb ass cuz i aint got shit to say to him...da only reason I did call was cuzza Kyree!" Now shit was really not adding up...I thought dis nigga said Jaz...fuk it, it don't matter, Ima clear dis shit up right now..."yo, das all you want doe...ima tell him..." I responded. "Damn...you would think we wasn't friends da way you tryn get me off da phone...you all ways did play favorites...and to think you was my Mhir Mhir way before you knew him!" she half laughed..."what? Jaz I knew both of yall da same amount of time, you tripping...you would think your monkey ass wasn't at work da way you politicking wit me" i shot back..." you rite!" she laughed..."and I was just about to tell you about your old boo too!" she responded. " who my boo?" I questioned. "Now you Mr. Stupid right? you know who your boo, boo boo!  I dream of Trini, I mean Trina!" she laughed. " why you call her trini?" I questioned..." cuz da bitch cum in here dis morning wit her pony tail all up in na air looking like I dream of Geenie...for a uptown uppidy bitch, she come here looking like some down na bottom shit wit dem raggedy ass sweat pants on, NASTY..." I quickly cut her off..." Trina was at da free clinic, fuck she doin down nere?" I questioned..."yea, and I hope it wasn't cuz of you either!" she shot." "What dat mean?" I questioned..." dat mean HIPPA prevails and I gotta go!" she said. "JAZ?" I gunted loudly..." JAZ..." " What?" she shot..." why you playing on my phone...was she down nere for real...come on stop playing wit me..." " aint no body playing witchu...say you my Mhir Mhir..." I let out a breath... I could see why dis nigga felt like he was bout to choke her...dis dumb ass broad play too fuckn much was all I could think..." yo, i aint even gone play dis game witchu rite now...it don't even matter cuz i aint fucking her...so if she got something, I aint give it to her" i shot " good, cuz da bitch got a baby and somebody gave it to her" she whispered. "WHAT?" I grunted..." you whatn' like it was yours" she laughed. " Fuck you mean she gotta a baby? I just seen nat broad yesterday and she ain't looked knocked...you lying!" I shot. " Please, I aint got no reason to lie, plus I'ma receptionist so you know I got access to everybody shit in nis office...dat bitch came in here dis morning looking for a day after pill, gone tell da doctor she poked holes in a condom...DUMMY! You a dummy for doing nat and you a dummy for telling na doctor like he aint gone write dat shit down...oooh shit, I gotta go here come na my supervisor..." she banged with that...Da fuck is going on was all I could think...trina poking condoms now? and why da fuck Rah lie about jaz hitting my phone nis morning...wussup wit ree keep hitting her up for dis nigga number, he coulda called me, I mean I aint got dis nigga cell either but I woulda put em through...shit aint adding up and I need answers...here come cue man....