Seeing him was exciting, he came quickly. I haven't seen him in so long that I couldn't help but smile to see him now. I hugged him tightly when I got in the car. He resembled my mother so much. I was young when she passed away, but I remember those days. I occasionally dream of things she used to tell me.
"Never let a man sweet talk you into giving your body up." My mom said while putting her hair in a bun, she rolled her eyes in the mirror. "Trust me, that shit ain't worth it. You ain't doing nothing but violating yourself by giving another man your body. Wait for it baby."
"Okay, mommy." The seven year old me replied.
She never spoke to me like I was a child. Nobody ever did, because my mom and uncle supplied so much authority that their rules went by. Everyone was told to never baby me, let me get things myself. They all knew my mother was a genius and that she wanted to raise a genius. As her first born, she went all out on me.
She wrote it in her diary that she didn't expect to live a long life. When you live by the streets, it's rare to make it out the street. Not many people did, majority either were locked up or died. But quite few didn't make it out. My Uncle Starlin did, of course. He made sure I had the knowledge to bring myself out as well.
My mother and Starlin spoke to me as if I was their age. They figured that since I'll be an adult one day, they can start treating me like an adult straight from day one. I learned life stories growing up, from looking up to my family. My mom, Starlin, Jordan, Pisa, and even Starlin's best friend Taveraz. They all showed me how to survive the struggle of poverty in the streets.
"Where are we going?" I asked Starlin as we drove.
"Your going to spend today with your family, you need a break." He replied.
I remembered how close he was with Jordan. They called themselves brothers, their respect for each other was high. When Jordan was nine, Starlin was the one who found him off the streets to help him get more money.
They have many fights and conflicts, but at the end of the day it was only because they were both gifted. Starlin didn't show the pain of grieving Jordan's death, but I knew fur sure it was trapped down in his heart. I didn't want to mention anything to bring up the death, but I had to.
"Uncle." I called his name.
"Niece." He replied.
"I have a smart friend, her names Morgan."
"I know who Morgan is."
"How?"
"Jordan introduced her to me."
"She has a plan, it's going to be a good one."
"A plan for what?"
"I don't know exact details yet, but she'll let me know soon for sure."
"Right." He said with a sigh. "Sleep, get some rest."
"I'm sick of everyone telling me to get some rest." I said as I closed my eyes.
"You need it."
I woke up in a bed, wearing no clothing. I was naked and alone in the bed. I stood up and called out to see if anyone was in the room. I was puzzled, so I walked to the bathroom.
The door was closed, so I knocked. Nobody answered my knock. I opened the door slowly, that's when I realized the shower was running. A man figure was in the shower, I'm guessing Uncle Starlin's clothes were on the floor by the shower. But why would it be Starlin, if I laid in the bed naked.
"Uncle?" I called his name, confusion in my tone.
The shower stopped, the man stepped from inside the shower. He was masculine as usual, his dark skin was wet, and his sexiness was too appealing. I watched as Darion stepped to me.
"Darion?" I said softly.
"What, you act like you never seen a man before?" He replied, voice deep as hell.
Without even knowing it, I was wet as hell. He was too much for me to keep from being horny. His naked body is the most sexy thing I've ever glimpsed in my entire life.
I touched his chest. "I miss you."
"You do?" He replied, softened voice this time.
"Yes daddy, I miss you."
"What you miss about me?" He said as he picked me up by my ass and sat on me the bathroom sink.
"I miss everything baby."
He kissed me deeply, sucking on my tongue passionately slow. I moaned into his lips as I felt his hard dick rub against my wet pussy. It's been awhile since I felt him inside me. I couldn't wait for him to stick it deep inside and poke it hard like he hadn't fucked in years.
"Fuck me, daddy." I whispered.
"What?" He questioned.
"Fuck me, daddy!"
"What are you calling me?"
"Daddy, be my daddy baby!"
He put his dick inside, I yelled. I scratched the back of his shoulders as I wrapped my legs around his thighs. He went slow to start, but that was only to get my pussy ready for the hard point. When he felt like I was ready, he lifted me and began bouncing me on his dick.
I couldn't yell, the deep stroke from his dick extinguished any loud noises I could make. I couldn't make a sound, all I could do was take every inch. I climaxed as I listened to the consistent smack of my ass down on his dick.
He gripped my neck, I loved it as he abused my body. He smacked my ass, bit my neck, choked me, threw me against walls, but always held me firmly. Through all the sexual beating, I knew I was safe in his arms.
Soon, we were in the bed. He was on top, still holding me against his body like a newborn baby. His grinds were slow now. They were pleasure filled goodness, I was moaning his name so much he covered my mouth. He must not had wanted me to speak anymore, so he fucked me in silence.
I wanted him to uncover my mouth, so I bit his hand. He moved it as I expected, then I kissed him. He didn't grind while we kissed. We just made out while he kept his dick planted inside. When I finished sucking his lip, he continued grinding deep.
"I'm sorry, daddy." I moaned out. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay, baby." He said as stroked it hard and deeper. "I'm going to cum."
"Do it!" I ordered, he did it.
I felt his warm cum squirt three different shots deep inside me. The warm feeling felt like everlasting buoyancy. I held his ass, keeping him inside me. I truly didn't want him to go, I wanted to stay connected with him as one forever. Therefore, I won't make another mistake to ever lose him again.
"I'm so in love with you baby." I said softly.
"Yeah, I bet you do." His voice changed, now it was in the demanding voice tone of a woman. "Now wake yo crazy ass up!"
I opened my eyes slowly. Of course it was all a dream. Darion wasn't here, because he kicked me out for disloyalty. I was here, in Florida at Starlin's home. The first person I saw was Rush, Starlin's wife.
Starlin and Rush go way back. They met in Brooklyn back in 2006. They're both thirty-seven years old. When you think about it, they're getting old. I remember back when they were still teenagers, but I guess I was just a baby back then.
They always argued and fought. But for some reason they managed through everything. There was a time period when they even stopped talking, because Starlin killed her brother. But it was basically self defense. Her brother turned on him, so Starlin simply eliminated him like he did all other beef. But Rush eventually understood, it took awhile though.
"Come on bring yo light skin ass in the house." She said as I got out the car.
"Hey Rush, how are you?" I asked, we were outside their big ass normal family household looking house. I guess they were a normal family.
They lived in Florida, Starlin always talked about living in California or Florida. He went to college in California, then moved to Florida afterwards. He was born in Puerto Rico, so he always wanted to get out the hood and go somewhere warm. In St. Louis, where I was born and raised, we had the coldest winters and the hottest summers.
Rush's skin was brown, milk chocolate color. Her hair was short, she cut it because she was annoyed with it. That's when I thought about my hair. I cut it when Darion was pulling it, I might as well give myself a low haircut and get rid of it all like Rush.
"I'm great, I'm sorry for your loss. Jordan was realist for real, probably why we argued a lot. He never shut up, always spoke his mind." Rush replied.
"Thanks, we were all close to him." I said softly. "Your neighborhood is decent."
"Yeah, Starla and yo sista love it." Rush said as we walked in the house. "They playing basketball every damn day, always outside. I told they ass it can get cold here, but they won't believe me. Wait until January, February, they asses gone be like damn Rush you was right."
I laughed softly. "I'm guessing they're outside right now."
"Yeah, they're a few blocks down."
"Okay, where's Starlin?"
"I don't know, but his yellow ass left you in the car. He's rude as hell, don't mind his ass."
"He's fine." I said with a smile. "I'll be back."
I walked back out the front door. I wanted to find TaShala and Starla. Especially if they were playing basketball. Sports have always made me happy, it'll make more me than happy if I played with my little sister and cousin. As I searched for them over the next few blocks, my phone rang.
"Hello." I answered.
"Rose, it's Morgan." She said, she must have been using a different phone on purpose. "How are you feeling?"
"Anxious to know this plan."
"Okay, it's long so I'll make it short as possible."
"I've got time Morgiee."
"I managed to convince Darion to wait three days max until we ship off to Rome. He's determined to get out of here. He's already spoken with the President of Italy, he's willing to share his military technology to come in peacefully."
"Right, share deadly ass weapons for peace." I said rolling my eyes. "This is so stupid."
"My plan is for you to take over his main military resources. You can steal his weaponry in his resource development center, in Santa Clara, California."
"How will we do that?"
"Kristian will be there to assist, I'll have command of the control room."
"Meaning?"
"I can open any door, cut off any light, and stop any elevator in the entire building."
I smiled. "Great."
"You'll still need help, I can't see you doing this alone with just Kristian to assist."
"I have nobody else."
"You'll need Starlin."
"No, I can't risk his life."
"I didn't ask you Rose, I told you." She shut my rejection down real quick. "You'll need Kristian's mom too, doesn't she live there."
"Why the hell would I ask Kamira too? I'm guessing I need Sincere's mom and dad too."
"Maybe Sincere Sr."
"He hates when people call him that, he feels old as fuck." I giggled.
"Well he shouldn't had named his son after him to make himself feel old."
"I'll get Kamira and Starlin, that's it."
"Then we'll have to work with that."
"Kristian will be there for you, and I'll help best as possible through the control room. Your job is to simply steal or destroy everything you can. If you steal some, you can use them against Darion. All President Dangers need is a little technology and he'll have every weapon, explosive, anything copied in seconds."
"Okay, I'll tell them."
"Kristian is already aware. We can do it tomorrow night, or the night after that. It's your choice to make."
"Tomorrow night." I said with determination. "Sooner the better."
"Alright, I've got to go Rosey. Darion would have a bitch fit if he found out, so good luck girl. I love you. Bring your ass to Santa Clara."
"Okay Morgiee, love you too. Tell Jamila and Jaylie I miss those bitches."
"I will, be careful Rose. Talk to you later." She disconnected the phone call.