Side Chic by La'Tonya West Page A

whining!” I tossed her the coo kies on my way out and locked the door.
    On my way to Casper’s hou se I stopped by the Red Barn, a gas station that sold food. It was ri ght up the street from where he lived . When I pull ed into the parking lot I saw Casper’s cherry red 2007 Chevy Impala. I got out of my car leaving the motor running. On my way in I spoke to my boy Tyson who was posted up in front of the store.
    “What’s good my nig?” I asked giving him some dap. I knew without asking what he was doing. He didn’t care if it was raining, sleeting, or snowing he was going to make money.
    He took a pull of the Newport that he was holding. “Ain’t shit. Just chillin, trying to get this money. Where you headed?”
    “I’m bout to head up here to Casper’s crib for a minute and see what them niggas talkin about?”
    “That’s what’s up. I might come through a little bit later on.” He nodded his head towards the store. “Tamika’s nasty ass just went in . That hoe ain’t shit! She was eyeing me like I owed her ass something.”
    I laughed. I knew the look that he was talking about all too well because she always gave me the same look every time that I saw her. “Man, I don’t even see why Casper is even fuckin g with her. He knows that she has fucked Cameron, Skeet and Rick! Her ass be doing everything that she can to get my attention whenever she sees me but I don’t pay her ass no mind. There’s just some shit that I won’t do and her ass is one of them!”
    “I know that’s right.” He agreed. “I did hear that the hoe has some fiyah head though. I heard that she will suck the skin off of a dick for a lollipop!”
    Just as I was about to respond, Tamika came out of the store. “Hey Tre.” She smiled as she sashayed past me , giving me the same look that she always did . As she walke d away I noticed the extra sway in her hips. She was phat as hell, there was no denying that. The black and white zebra print pants that she was wearing fit her like a second layer of skin and t he black top that she wore stopped just above her belly button. Her hair was laid to perfection, not a piece out of place. The stiletto boots that she wore clicked against the pavement as she walked towards Casper’s Impala. She was way over dressed for somebody just making a run to the corner store. I’d break Kisha’s neck if I ever caught her in some shit like that!
    “Now she knows damned well that it’s too cold out here for that lil ass shirt that she has on!” Tyson said shaking his head. “That shit ain’ t sexy at all! That bitch just looks stupid!”
    He had a point, it was way too cold for the shirt that Tamika was wearing but everybody knew what that was about…attention. She was one of those chicks who would go to any extent to get some attention regardless of what she had to do. “Man, you are crazy!” I laughed. “Look, I’m going to holla at you later on when you come through.”
    “Alright my man, be easy.” He said still looking at Tamika as she backed out of the parking lot. He had a look of disgust on his face. I was beginning to wonder if something had gone down between the two of them. I thought about asking but then decided against it. Even if something had gone down it wasn’t any of my business. We gave each other dap and then I went ahead inside the store. I knew that I was going to be drinking once I got to Casper’s so I decided to get me somethi ng to eat. I ordered two hotdogs all the way and got a bag of chips. Once my food was ready I paid for my stuff and left. I smashed both hotdogs on the way up the street.
    When I got to Casper’s, he and the rest of the fellas were down in the basement playing Spades and getting fucked up. I sat down and joined right in. By ten that night I was so fucked up that I passed out on the sofa down in the basement.
    I was awakened by the feel of soft lips around my dick. I opened my eyes but couldn’t see shit because the room was dark.