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before I pulled up.”
    “My shorts ain’t little! And no, I didn’t put them on right before you came.” Melody rolled her neck as if she had just made a point.
    “Yeah, you’ll tell me anything,” I said, getting closer to her.
    At that very point, our bodies connected. My dick swelled up the instant it brushed up against her pussy. The shockwave of emotions started running rampant inside my dick. When I realized that Melody wanted me just as much as I wanted her, I put both of my arms around her waist and lowered my hands down to her ass. I cupped each cheek in my palms and pulled her closer into me. Ten seconds later, I had my tongue right down her throat, and boy, was I having the time of my life. But you know what they say: all good things come to an end because right when I was about to rip her shirt off, a loud knock rattled the front door.
    Aggravated by the sudden intrusion, Melody yelled, “Who is it?”
    “It’s me, Jay.”
    “Oh shit! What is he doing here?” she wondered aloud, pushing herself away from me.
    Wanting to know the answer to that very same question, I quickly straightened up my shirt and tried to reposition my dick. “Are you gon’ answer the door?” I asked her.
    “Nah, you answer it while I run in the back and change.”
    “A’ight.” I strolled over to the door and opened it. Jay immediately walked in.
    “Damn, nigga, what took you so long?” he asked, giving me a suspicious look.
    “Shit, I started not to answer it at all,” I told him. I walked back over to the couch and took a seat.
    “Why not?” Jay pressed as his eyes wandered around the living room.
    “Because it ain’t my crib.”
    “Where is Melody?” he asked.
    “I’m right here,” she blurted out. She’d changed into baggy cargo shorts.
    “You a’ight?” Jay asked.
    “Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”
    “Black just wanted me to stop over here and make sure everything was everything.”
    “Yeah, everything is cool.”
    “What about you, Seth? You a’ight?”
    “Oh yeah. I just got my shit bagged up, so I’m definitely a’ight.”
    “How many pills did you get out of them three grams?” Jay asked Melody.
    “Fifteen hundred.”
    “A’ight. Well, that shouldn’t take you long at all to get rid of, so when y’all get down to three hundred, call me and I’ll bring a couple more grams through.”
    “I’ma need you to go to the health food store and pick me up a couple more bottles of those vitamin C capsules, so I can clean them out and get them ready for the next batch.”
    “How many you got now?”
    “Probably close to a hundred.”
    “A’ight. Well, I’ma send one of them niggas outside to get it before I leave.”
    “OK.” Melody went back into the kitchen.
    “Does your brother and those other niggas know the work is ready?” Jay yelled.
    “No, but I was getting ready to tell them,” she yelled back. “You can tell ’em, since you’re standing by the door.”
    “You know you’re slacking, right?”
    “How is that when I just finished?” Melody’s voice echoed throughout the house.
    Instead of responding, Jay shook his head in disbelief. I could tell that he was getting frustrated with her. But after he poked his head outside the front door to let his peoples know the dope was ready and came back in, he seemed like he was coming around. I didn’t notice this at first, but I thought Jay might be a little intimidated by me. When we were at Mike’s other chick’s spot, the nigga acted like he was cool. Now, he was gritting on me like me and him had beef. The more I sat and thought about it, the more I realized that this nigga had an attitude with me because he sensed me and Melody was in here doing something we ain’t have no business doing. Since he didn’t have any hard-core evidence, he was pissed off. Shit, the way he was acting made me believe that the nigga wanted her for himself, and knowing him the way I did, he probably already hit it. He wasn’t going to tell me,