A Hustler's Wife Read Online Free Page B
Author: Nikki Turner
along, pulling on the jay he was rolling before the phone rung: "Hello, how are you?"
"I'm well, thank you." She said.
"Where in the county do you live?" he asked just making casual conversation.
"Richmond Hills." He automatically knew that she must come from a good respectable family. Richmond Hills was an upscale elite community. There were only a handful of black families living there. She didn't want to tell him that she lived in Richmond Hills because she didn't want him to think that she was the stuck-up type. At the same time, she didn't want to lie.
That was something that he could easily find out. They chit-chatted for about 15 minutes. Des couldn't believe how well spoken, confident and mature Yarni was. He wanted to see who the person was behind the voice.
Des' pager went off. "Give me your number so I can call you right back, because I gotta go take care of something." Des said.
I can't give him my number. He cannot call back here this time of night. My mother would flip the hell out. I can't tell him I'm on punishment, and I don't want my mother to tell him either because then he'll really think I am a little girl. Think quick Yarni, Umm... Umm... think!
"I need to take a shower and get myself together, so how about I just call you back?" Yarni tried to save her underaged self.
"That's cool So, just ring me back in about thirty minutes." Des was very persistent. He knew he would be in the house for the night because he had been out gambling for 3 days consecutively. He didn't really have anything else to do and he was in a good mood. Most of the time he had no time to be at home to kick it on the phone with a female. This would be different for him.
From the time that Yarni hung up the phone from Des, Melanie started filling Yarni in about all the good things that were known about Des. "Girl, he got money! He is da man, you hear me? He brought every kid in the neighborhood bicycles for Christmas around the 233. He'll never let anybody go hungry.
He takes care of everybody around there. Girl, and he fine as I don't know what. He black as midnight, but make you wanna smack yo momma! He taller than you, bout 5'8...5'9. Girl, he got coal black curly hair like he from some other country or something, but he right from here. He might be Indian. The nigga can dress his ass off, even got a pimp daddy walk. He got two open face gold crown teeth in his mouth that are spaced apart. I even heard he got a big dick too." Melanie boasted on how Des had a different car for each day of the week. Yarni didn't take Melanie seriously about everything she said pertaining to Des. Melanie couldn't believe that Des actually told Yarni to call him back. She secretly thought to herself that Des probably wouldn't even be there when Yarni called back.
Thirty minutes flew by. It was after midnight, but she still waited fifteen extra minutes to call him back because she didn't want to seem pressed to talk to him. It sounded like they were having a party. There was music playing and people talking in the background. She asked, "It's loud, what's going on?"
"My momma and cousin are having a couple of drinks before they go out," Des said.
Yarni and Des talked for over 2 hours. He asked her mainly about her family life. He felt getting that information out of her would tell him a lot about her character.
"Who do you live with?"
"My mother."
"What does she do?"
"She has her own catering business. She works from home."
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"Yeah, I have a brother by my father, but he doesn't live with us."
"Oh, yo mother and father divorced?"
"Dang, what are you Hawaii Five-0 asking all these questions?"
"Hell no, I ain't no police," Des laughed. "No, far from the police baby, just a guy trying to get to know a girl, that's all.
Something wrong with that?" He knew it really wasn't.
"No. Now my father is the forbidden story," she jokes. "I usually tell people he lives out of town, which is only half the
"I'm well, thank you." She said.
"Where in the county do you live?" he asked just making casual conversation.
"Richmond Hills." He automatically knew that she must come from a good respectable family. Richmond Hills was an upscale elite community. There were only a handful of black families living there. She didn't want to tell him that she lived in Richmond Hills because she didn't want him to think that she was the stuck-up type. At the same time, she didn't want to lie.
That was something that he could easily find out. They chit-chatted for about 15 minutes. Des couldn't believe how well spoken, confident and mature Yarni was. He wanted to see who the person was behind the voice.
Des' pager went off. "Give me your number so I can call you right back, because I gotta go take care of something." Des said.
I can't give him my number. He cannot call back here this time of night. My mother would flip the hell out. I can't tell him I'm on punishment, and I don't want my mother to tell him either because then he'll really think I am a little girl. Think quick Yarni, Umm... Umm... think!
"I need to take a shower and get myself together, so how about I just call you back?" Yarni tried to save her underaged self.
"That's cool So, just ring me back in about thirty minutes." Des was very persistent. He knew he would be in the house for the night because he had been out gambling for 3 days consecutively. He didn't really have anything else to do and he was in a good mood. Most of the time he had no time to be at home to kick it on the phone with a female. This would be different for him.
From the time that Yarni hung up the phone from Des, Melanie started filling Yarni in about all the good things that were known about Des. "Girl, he got money! He is da man, you hear me? He brought every kid in the neighborhood bicycles for Christmas around the 233. He'll never let anybody go hungry.
He takes care of everybody around there. Girl, and he fine as I don't know what. He black as midnight, but make you wanna smack yo momma! He taller than you, bout 5'8...5'9. Girl, he got coal black curly hair like he from some other country or something, but he right from here. He might be Indian. The nigga can dress his ass off, even got a pimp daddy walk. He got two open face gold crown teeth in his mouth that are spaced apart. I even heard he got a big dick too." Melanie boasted on how Des had a different car for each day of the week. Yarni didn't take Melanie seriously about everything she said pertaining to Des. Melanie couldn't believe that Des actually told Yarni to call him back. She secretly thought to herself that Des probably wouldn't even be there when Yarni called back.
Thirty minutes flew by. It was after midnight, but she still waited fifteen extra minutes to call him back because she didn't want to seem pressed to talk to him. It sounded like they were having a party. There was music playing and people talking in the background. She asked, "It's loud, what's going on?"
"My momma and cousin are having a couple of drinks before they go out," Des said.
Yarni and Des talked for over 2 hours. He asked her mainly about her family life. He felt getting that information out of her would tell him a lot about her character.
"Who do you live with?"
"My mother."
"What does she do?"
"She has her own catering business. She works from home."
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"Yeah, I have a brother by my father, but he doesn't live with us."
"Oh, yo mother and father divorced?"
"Dang, what are you Hawaii Five-0 asking all these questions?"
"Hell no, I ain't no police," Des laughed. "No, far from the police baby, just a guy trying to get to know a girl, that's all.
Something wrong with that?" He knew it really wasn't.
"No. Now my father is the forbidden story," she jokes. "I usually tell people he lives out of town, which is only half the
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