Wild Cherry 2: Wild Cherry by Jihad

Author:Jihad [Jihad]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Erotica, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B001TK2BF2
Publisher: Envisions Publishing
Published: 2009-02-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

“I’m about to invent a new sucker, and I’m going to name it after you. Ho Savers.”

“Man, forget you,” Jordan said, waving Jevon’s comments away while stretching in the grass.

Jevon looked down at his watch. “Shit, it ain’t nothing but 8:15 and it’s already,” he looked at the temperature on the digital board at the park’s entrance, “seventy-five degrees.”

“Are you guys twins?” A gray-haired slim white man wearing black Speedos stopped and asked.

“No,” Jevon said, shaking his head. “Wejust met.”

“Nooo. Are you serious? You guys look just alike,” the man said, bending over right in front of Jevon.

“Old man, you better get your—

“No, we’re twins,” Jordan interrupted, “my brother’s justjoking.”

“I knew it. I knew it,” the man said as he rose from tying his running shoes, before hitting the jogging trail.

“I can’t stand dumb-ass people and their dumb-ass questions. Are you guys twins,” Jevon mimicked.

“The man is old, Jevon.”

“So. What age gotta do with ignorance? Old ass need to be in a home or a casket.” “Jevon!”

“Don’t Jevon me. I’mjust keepin’ it real.”

Jordan put on his sun goggles. “Whachu so uptight about? Man, you been bitchin’ since I picked you up this morning.”

“Bullshit. I’mjust tired of a perpetual cycle of bullshit. I’m tired of you.”

“Me. What did I do?”

“What you always do. Judge. You always judging me like you God.”

“Man, I don’tjudge you,” Jordan said.

“I can’t tell. Friday, you tripped on me steppin’ out on Chey. You questioned my daddy-raising tactics. You even insinuated that I shouldn’t have gone out to First Fridays.”

“That’s not judging. Here, help me out,” Jordan said, putting his leg in Jevon’s hand. “It’s called love.”

“I wish you’d show me a lot less love, and more understanding. Here, give me the other leg,” Jevon said after stretching out Jordan’s left leg. “I remember when you and I were just alike. Hell, you had ho’s you fucked in shifts like a damnjob.”

“We’re still alike. I just don’t act on impulse like I used to. It’s called focused control. I have to keep my eyes on the prize.”

“What prize?”

“Our youth. Our young boys are messed up real bad. And I’m trying to fix what our generation has done, or shall I say has not done.”

“That’s what I’m saying. Man,” he held out his arms in the morning sun, “enjoy life; them kids gon’ be what they gon’ be. You can’t save the world?”

“Yeah, but I can save one. And that’ll mean one less slave for the system to incarcerate. And that one, means I save a generation.”

“Dog, you gotta first save yourself. Self-preservation is the first law of man.”

“I am saved. Not in the Americanized commercial-Christian aspect, but my mind is clear and focused.”

“Damn!” Jevon said, checking out two sisters jogging by. “You need to do some controlled focus on some new pussy.”

Jordan looked at the ladies. “I ain’t never said I was no saint.” He started jogging. “I love me some chocolate. And I gets mine; don’t worry about me.”

“You used to get yours, Captain Save A Ho.

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