Twisted Off That Cali Love 2 by Necole Kendra

Author:Necole, Kendra
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Renee Publications
Published: 2020-11-10T00:00:00+00:00

The beaming rays of the sun shined through my bedroom window and woke me up early. The first thing that came to my mind was to go to the toy store and buy my daughter a few gifts to make up for being an absentee parent. After shopping and booking a few ballers at the mall, I jumped my cute self in my new pink Range Rover that my nigga, Adonis, bought me and sped over to Roxana’s school to pick her up early for a ditch day with mommy. I knew my actions would infuriate my baby daddy, and he was going to beat my ass, but since he wasn’t going to let me get her willingly, I had to take her without his permission regardless of the consequences. I strutted in the school building rocking a black mink and carrying a Louis Vuitton handbag from Paris. People gawked at me with every step I took, especially the men custodians. Those niggas looked fine as hell with their big juicy lips and ripped muscles that showed through their navy blue uniforms. Just looking at them niggas, made my pussy cream on demand, but their money wasn’t long enough to even sniff my pussy.

Entering the school office, I approached the African American female secretary, who had on a terrible looking blond wig. Yet, I politely smiled, while sitting my expensive bag on her desk. Do you know that monkey looking bitch looked at me up and down with a mean scowl on her face? Usually, I would have smacked a trick for giving me the side-eye, but since I didn’t want to act ghetto at my daughter’s school, I decided to let it slide with her double chin ass.

“May I help you?” She asked with a sassy tone while stapling papers.

“Actually, you can. I’m here to pick up my daughter.” I tapped my nail tips repeatedly on her desk.

“And your daughter’s name is?” She questioned with her eyebrow raised.

“Roxana Sanchez.”

“Okay. Who is her homeroom teacher?”

“How the fuck do I supposed to know, lady? She goes to your school, and you’re the damn receptionist; you tell me,” I snapped on the ugly bitch for asking me all those questions.

“Well, if you are indeed her mother, then you would know this information,” she responded in a snarky manner. “Unless you’re not on her paperwork for pick up, and you’re attempting to get over on us.”

“Excuse me? I know for a fact that I’m on her pick-up list. Now do me a damn favor and find my child,” I snapped.

“Can you provide an official form of ID? Please, and thank you.” She rolled her eyes upwards.

“Sure can.” I dug in my purse and slid my identification card to that rude bitch.

The unprofessional ass receptionist typed something up on her computer, and then her attitude changed, “My apologies, Ms. Banks. We do have you on her pick-up list. Give me a moment, and I will call her down for early dismissal.”

“Thought so, bitch,” I mumbled underneath my breath.

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