Sunday, November 23, 2014

G Street Chronicles

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Saturday, November 1, 2014

It's About To Go Down!!!!!!! Devious Deception Coming Soon


It's About To Go Down!!!!!!! Devious Deception Coming Soon
Take a Peek Inside This Hot Banger!!!

Meet Savon*****
I knew by the silence on the ride home with KaDe that there was going to be some bullshit once we made it to the house. As I stuck the key in the door with much hesitation, I had a heart wrenching knot that had surfaced in my throat in fear that he wasn’t angry enough to beat me again.
Once we entered our house, KaDe scurried past me and retreated to the basement. I walked over to the dining room table to set the keys down and let out a sigh of relief. I pulled out a chair and sat down, crossed my legs and tried to relax and just as I was about to get comfortable.
“Savon!” He yelled out to me loudly as he returned from the basement.
Just the grimacing tone of his voice made me drop the keys right where I stood.
“What KaDe?” I answered reluctantly.
“I’m still trying to figure out why the fuck you always gotta open your big ass mouth and speak on Chaz and Tajinae shit every time we together? “What those people got going on ain’t got shit to do with you.”
“I done told your big mouth ass before to mind your own fuckin business, now haven’t I?” KaDe said from behind me as I stood deathly still at the table, not wanting to turn in his direction.Slowly I turned to face the angry voice, and there he stood, just inches away from my face. It caught me off guard as our foreheads met. I flinched in fear that my face would soon collide with his fist as it had done on many unwarranted occasions.
Before I could respond, my worse fear had come to past. My body hit the linoleum on the kitchen floor as I belted over in pain from the hard blow to my stomach with what seemed like the force of a hammer hitting a nail.