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involved with the job, she did however know how much I was getting paid. She and I agreed to set aside two million dollars of that money in an interest bearing account that the kids could access on their twenty first birthday s. So, to me the next job was very important. My family needed the money.
    I walked out to my cobble stone drive way and looked around my neighborhood satisfyingly. If someone would have told me a few years ago that my family would live in a pricey location, I would have laughed in their face. A community with no crack heads, no helicopters, and no overwhelming holice presence was a residential upgrade. I liked my new spread, and I fell in love with my driveway all over again when Peck pulled up into it.
    He was driving his brand new white Porsche Cayman. Machine Gun Kelly blared from his high output speakers as the throaty engine roared and the fast car came to a smooth stop.
    “What up Buff Daddy?” Peck rolled his window down. “You ready to go?”
    “Yeah, I’m ready.” I walked to the passenger side and got inside of the compact vehicle. “You think you Mike Lowry driving this Porsche.” He smiled at my joke. “I thought you said you were gonna put some tint on your windows. The clean Windex look is played out.”
    Peck pulled off smoothly from my driveway and made his way out to my street.
    “First of all, Mike Lowry is my hero, so don’t be disrespecting him. I’ve seen Bad Boys like twenty times. Second, I changed my mind about the tint. I want everybody to see me rollin’ down the street. Why would I hide this?” Peck pointed at his face.
    I just shook my head and smiled. “You wanna look like you’re riding in a sixty thousand dollar fish bowl that’s on you. I like my shit dark.”
    “That’s cuz you’re anti-social. See me, I like people. You need to open up. You want the inside of your ride dim like a movie theatre.”
    Peck made a quick right turn and sped down the street. As we drove, he continued to talk about my ways.
    “You never leave the house Sway. All you do is lift weights, box, and blow up shit. I had to beg you to come out with me today.” Peck looked over at me.
    “Where are we goin’ anyway? Did you decide on what you’re gonna get Sabrina for her birthday?”
    Peck hit the blinker and sighed. “Naw man, that’s why I need you. You got more experience with shit like thi s cuz you got married when the Bible came out. I don’t know what to do. What do you get a woman that has everything?”
    I rolled his clear window down. “ I’ma let that Bible crack pass for now. Look, there are three things you can’t miss with when it comes to buying a woman a gift. You gotta go with cars, jewelry, or clothes. I cashed out on a new Lexus RX 450 for Ranae and she showed me jus’ how much she appreciated the gift right then and there.”
                  Smiled as I thought back to three months ago when I gave her the SUV. After all of the paper work was signed and the vehicle was officially hers, she made a suggestion while we sat at a table on the showroom floor. While her new baby had a clear bra installed along the whole front end…she nodded her head toward the bathroom. Three short minutes later she was riding my dick in an empty stall to show her appreciation.
    Peck pressed the gas pedal and the light car jolted forward. “What’d she do?”
    “That’s none of your business.” I lowered my eyes. “What you wanna do is the question, cuz I don’t like shoppin’. Car, clothes, or jewelry…which one?” I held three fingers up.
    “Well shit after that dealership story I’ma go with the car. I wanna get a freaky thank you like you did.” Peck shifted gears.
    “Alright, what kinda car you gonna get for her?”
    Peck thought about it for a second. “She already has a Benz and a Porsche kinda like this one except its black.”
    I saw an opening. “Is it a convertible?”
    “Naw hard top.” Peck affirmed. “Ay, the dentist that lives