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Kaseem’s boys did it. You know, all dem black BMWs look the same
     to me.”
    “Are you sure?” He sat up in his seat. She had his full interest now.
    “Yeah. It had those black rims too. This one was a four-door. And Bizzy…”
    “What about him?”
    Tanisha told him she had run into Bizzy after the drive-by. Polo balled up his fists as his mind was filled with payback.
     He knew about Kaseem and how everyone on his team drove a BMW. All were black with black rims but no two drove the same model.
    “Is Tink gonna be okay?” Tanisha asked as the ambulance slowly pulled away.
    “Yeah. But he’ll be off his feet for a minute. I heard one of those paramedics saying Tink was lucky because he was hit with
     birdshot and not slugs.”
    “I just saw all that blood on his back and plus he wasn’t moving.”
    Tink was indeed lucky. But tonight would be a painful night with over thirty rounds of birdshot burning his back, his ass
     and the backs of his thighs. If the shots had been an inch or two higher he would have been hit in the back of his neck. Polo
     watched the crowd wander off as the ambulance rolled off. He then asked Tanisha if she had mentioned anything to anyone else.
    “Nope. And you know I ain’t talking to no police.” She then asked him if he could take her to her cousin’s crib across town.
    “Mance,” Lamar said, waving him to the den.
    “What was all that about?” Mance asked. “Having girl problems?”
    “Some bullshit,” Lamar replied. “Look, Datwon’s girl just called. I need you to go pick her up and run her home and back to
     the doctor’s office. And while you’re out, get rid of the pump.” He gave Mance the keys to his BMW. “Leave Nikki here. It’s
     better that this stays between us. I know you haven’t told her nothing.”
    “No, but…”
    “No buts, Mance. I know we can trust her, but roll with me on this one.”
    Mance nodded his head, took the keys, then headedfor the front door. As soon as Mance backed out of the driveway Lamar had his arms around Nikki’s small waist. They kissed
     deeply as he backed her toward the sofa. When he laid her down she parted her legs.
    “Wait,” she said, pulling from his kiss.
    “What?”
    “You know what!” she said. “Don’t lie to me… but I know you’ve been taping us fucking.”
    “Yeah… so what?”
    She pushed him up off of her. “Why, Lamar? What if Mance sees one of them? All you had to do was ask me… but all this secret
     shit ain’t cool.” She frowned.
    “Oh, so now you mad at me?” He sneered.
    “No.” She folded her arms. “My nose ain’t stuck up like Desiree’s.” She smiled.
    Lamar took her in his arms once more, softly nibbling at her neck. She gave in as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Within
     minutes he had her back on the sofa with her sweater lifted up and her bra unfastened. She palmed the back of his head as
     he sucked the erect nipple of her left breast. He was careful not to leave any passion marks. She laid her head back, closing
     her eyes when she felt her jeans being unzipped. Goose bumps formed all over her butt as Lamar tugged her jeans and her panties
     off. He was so keyed up that he had his dick out once Nikki freed one leg from her jeans. His pants were around his ankles
     when he moved his dick up and down the length of her pussy before he shoved himself inside her. Nikki dug her nails in his
     shoulders as hestarted penetrating her. They fucked hard and fast. Her one exposed breast jiggled erotically as Lamar rammed his dick in
     and out of her moist tight pussy.
    “Oooooooohhhh, Lamar.” She panicked. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, oh, ohhhhh yes!” Lamar lifted her left leg on his shoulder and
     drove deeper inside her. Two minutes later he released inside her while calling out her name. Just as quickly as they had
     started, the two got dressed, then started kissing once more. Nikki knew she was wrong to be cheating on Mance, but it was
     so easy… so she did