Thong on Fire: An Urban Erotic Tale by Noire

Author:Noire [Noire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Mystery & Detective, American, Fiction, Urban Life, Erotic fiction, Literary Criticism, Suspense, African American, General, African Americans, Erotica, streetlit3, UFS2
ISBN: 9781416533023
Google: oWJ4J2FNEpUC
Amazon: 1416533028
Publisher: Atria Books
Published: 2007-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

I FOUND OUT real quick that Free wasn’t like the rest of them niggas on the rap scene. Yeah, he was down with all the action and got mad respect in the music industry, but either he was broke for real, or he wasn’t impressed by most of the flash and shine and the other shit that truly impressed the hell outta me. I knew he was feening for a piece of this ass, though, and I couldn’t wait to turn him out.

Whenever we hung out he would pick me up in a regular old red Honda. It was clean and all, but that shit was so basic you had to roll down the damn windows by hand. It had a dope stereo system in it though, and he liked to pump that shit up.

There had never been shit I liked about a broke nigga, but I did like Free. We talked about all kinds of stuff. Marshall had laid down the rules about bringing dudes up in his apartment, but for Free I broke them real quick. I took him home with me twice, and the first time we sat up just talking. I told Free that Kimichi was a junkie and still living right in Harlem, even though I never went to see her. Free told me some things about his mother too.

“My moms was just out there,” he said, looking down at his hands. “She used to drink all the damn time. I mean all the time. One of them mothers who shows up at your elementary school tore down drunk with a nightgown under her raggedy fur coat and rollers in her hair.”

I nodded. I felt that shit real deep. Kimichi had been the same way, but it was worse with her because I was the only one in class who had a drunk Asian momma up at the school showing her ass.

“Mine too,” I said. “She couldn’t talk for shit and embarrassed the hell outta me. I used to wish she was somebody else’s damn mother.”

“Yeah.” Free laughed a little. “Me too. Them days was just crazy. Crazy.”

“My father got popped when I was a kid,” I revealed. “My uncle took me in and raised me. His daughter got sick and died, so I kinda took her place. He had a little boy too, but I was his heart.” Tears came to my eyes when I thought about Uncle Swag and everything that he had done for me.

“So you grew up with a little brother too?”

“Yeah. Kinda. Kaz was real quiet though.”

“Not my baby brother,” Free said, shaking his head. “That little cat talked all the damn time. I couldn’t even go to sleep at night ’cause he would be all in my ear, talking me to death. I miss that shit, though. I really do.”

“Where is he now? Is he into music too?”

Free’s whole face changed. He looked down at his hands and rubbed them together, then a hardness came over over him as he gazed into my eyes.

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