2 Sides of a Penny Part 2

Two Sides of a Penny

PART 2

BY

Carlton Brown

Life Changing Books

Published by Life Changing Books

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This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to real people, events, establishments, or locales are intended only to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Other names, characters, and incidents occurring in the work are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, as are those fictionalized events and incidents that involve real persons. Any character that happens to share the name of a person who is an acquaintance of the author, past or present, is purely coincidental and is in no way intended to be an actual account involving that person.

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Dedication

Wow, this has been an amazing ride. Thank you to all the people who supported me and LC Books with their purchase of part one. I am truly humbled by all the kind words and great feedback I have received from all of you. I really, really appreciate it all. There is something to be said about being respected for your words and creative vision.

My plan from the gate was to put the readers in a place of page turning when opening one of my books. I wanted it to be all the way realistic with no fakery or made up fluff. I wanted you all to feel like you're watching a movie. To connect with every character and either love them or hate them or cry for them. I have received all of the above in the feeds from part 1 so part 2 is dedicated to the readers and those who support this quest.

I'm truly thankful for you all and I hope you love every book I put out and I keep you entertained. Peace to the struggle for without it, we would learn nothing. Be blessed.

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Much respect,

Carlton Brown

Chapter 1

Savion flew through red lights at each corner without a care in the world. A bottle of Moët Rosé rested between his thighs as his speed increased down Foothill Boulevard.

What you mean the nigga don't have the money? he screamed into his phone.

Keisha paid him no attention as she flipped through a CD case, casually looking out into Oakland's hidden darkness as the city lights gleamed off Savion's chrome 24-inch rims.

Keisha felt on top of the world, thinking about the life she had down in Fresno, compared to the life she had temporarily experienced in Oakland. Glancing over at Savion, Keisha thought about all the cute guys that would be at the party their neighbor had told her about. Just like any other city in the country, men could smell new pussy like a bloodhound to a dead body. In Oakland, the mind frame of young men was always pimp or die, so no one cared if Keisha had a man. All they cared about was the vulnerability she gave off every time somebody spoke to her.

While Savion would run the streets all day, Keisha would be busy flirting with any and every man she thought to be cute. Being a California country girl, all the game flying off their slick tongues seemed like the gospel to a soul in need of saving. Keisha was hypnotized by all of the jewelry and endless mounds of confidence, plus excitement each of them held. The same things that attracted her to Savion, was all over and right in her face twenty-four seven.

Keisha twisted her thick lips as she leaned over and began kissing Savion on his neck. Savion continued punching the gas pedal in his Navigator while still talking on the phone.

Let me call you back, my nigga. I'm 'bout to get some head from my bitch. I'll hit you after the party. Make sure that nigga gives you that money. Don't take no for an answer.

Savion tossed the phone over his shoulder as he slowed to let his seat back a bit while Keisha ran her long slippery tongue all over his neck while massaging his dick through his pants.

Girl, what you trying to get started? Savion said, unbuckling his Ed Hardy jeans.

Keisha put her hand in his pants and began slowly, sensually, massaging his dick. Savion leaned back further and slowed at a red light on 73rd street. East Oakland was alive and brewing. Savion let his window down as the light turned green.

What it do? he yelled to the youngsters on the corner of 76th street.

Everyone looked, but no one spoke as Savion continued pushing down the street. Keisha put her big high yellow booty up in the air for everyone to see as she began licking and sucking Savion's dick.

Yeeeeee! Savion screamed out the window as Keisha worked her magic.

Savion pulled over on 78th street in front of Jimmies Market where the 700 bang gang held down the front and the rest of the block.

Keisha sucked with passion, as she knew she was drawing an audience. Youngsters and old heads alike crowded around the Navigator, watching Keisha as Savion threw up his hands, loving all of the attention.

Camera phones of all kinds were out, capturing the moment. Savion leaned into one of them, grinning ear to ear.

This is what it's all about, niggas. Get your money up, and then get ya' pussy up niggas. Look at the work this bitch do. Say hi, baby.

Keisha sucked hard once as she looked up into the camera.

Hi, she said, while waving and going back down on his dick.

Savion laughed as he put the car in drive and crept off. Keisha looked up as Savion parked in front of the house the party was at on Idlewood, right off of 82nd street. Keisha continued sucking while Savion popped an ecstasy pill, watching everyone lounging outside and those headed into the house.

That's enough, he said, pushing Keisha's head away from him. Keisha sucked hard one more time as she sat up in the truck.

Keisha held her tongue out and Savion put an ecstasy pill in her mouth.

Thank you, daddy! I can't wait till this kick in.

Well, you better stay close to me. I don't want yo' young hot ass in there acting like you just get down with anybody. You better let these niggas know who daddy is, and if you want to get down with anybody, you already know to have a fee. So get the money or stay close to me.

Keisha rolled her eyes as Savion buttoned his pants and stepped out of the truck. Keisha straightened out her skirt and joined him.

Savion shook hands with everyone as they entered the house. Everyone knew he was crazy, but the respect made Savion feel like the world was his. Keisha sucked in all of the attention as every man in the room was stuck on her long weave and high yellow curves. Savion felt the pill kick in as his mood became a little more intense.

Keisha caught the eye of a tall skinny guy across the room. Standing next to Savion, she continued to make eyes with the guy as Savion bragged about the head game he was getting on the way over. Standing six feet tall with a mocha brown complexion, Keisha was drawn into his smooth smile and wide, deep sunken eyes.

Ballers from all over the town stood around, with beautiful women in front of them or hanging from their arms.

Savion stood at a table, snorting a line of coke, while Keisha tried to search through the crowd for the tall, wide-eyed brother. Savion swung her around and stuck his tongue down her throat. Damn, I wanna fuck the shit out of you, he whispered in her ear over the pounding speakers.

Keisha licked her lips as Savion snorted another line. Keisha knew the coke made him horny, so she looked around for a corner or a room to do the business.

Sav, what's good my nigga? a loud booming voice yelled from behind them.

Keisha turned around to see the tall brother standing in all his finesse, right before her. Savion wiped his nose and hugged him.

What it do, Neiff? It's been a minute, my nigga. What you been into?

Neiff was a baller from the notorious 69 Vill. He and Savion often crossed paths whenever Savion wasn't in prison. Neiff pulled at the collar of his white on green Gino Green Global track jacket as Keisha looked him up and down.

Ah, you know, nigga, a little of this and that. Shit still the same. Who's the bitch you got with you? Neiff whispered into Savion's ear.

Savion smiled as he leaned down to take another toot, watching Keisha eye fuck Neiff.

You like that, huh?

Neiff nodded his head.

Savion wiped his nose off before slapping Keisha on the butt. This my bitch, blood. She can't be touched unless the price is right, so what you talking?

I ain't talking shit if you trying to get me to be a trick, nigga. I mack bitches, I don't pay them for shit. Nigga they pay me.

Well that's the only way you touching this one, cuzzin'.

Neiff cracked his wide smooth smile at Keisha before parting ways.

Niggas always want some shit for free, Savion said, popping another pill.

Neiff stood a few feet away, still watching Keisha. Keisha played with her tongue as Savion began slamming shots of Patron.

I'm ready to fuck, bitch. You ready?

Keisha rolled her eyes as she nodded her head, while Neiff shot her a ‘come here' glance and nodded his head towards the bathroom.

I gotta go to the bathroom, baby. I'll be right back.

Hurry up, bitch. I'm ready to get up out of here.

Already? We just got here.

Bitch, don't ask no questions. I handled my business already, and I'm ready to get you to the house and fuck the shit of you. You know that's what your freak ass wants.

Keisha stood by, feeling less of a woman as Savion degraded her.

Ok, Sav, if that's what you want.

Yeah, it's what I want, bitch. Now hurry up.

Keisha watched as Neiff got everyone out of the bathroom. Quickly, she made her way there as Savion began talking to another guy who had approached them. After maneuvering her way through the crowd of people, Keisha finally made her way to the bathroom. Neiff waited inside, leaning against the sink as Keisha came in and shut the door behind her.

What's up, baby? Neiff said, grabbing her by the waist.

Keisha felt powerless in his arms as she let nature take its course.

Nothing, I just had been checking you out the whole night. You got a real smooth swag that I'm feeling to the fullest, daddy.

Is that right? You know you need to be over here dealing with a real nigga rather than wasting your time with that chump ass nigga, Sav. He ain't gone do nothing but go back to jail as soon as the coke and his attitude catch up with him.

Keisha pursed her lips at the thought of Savion going to jail.

Well, if and when that happens, I know where to find you. What's your name?

Neiff. Everybody calls me that. I don't tell anybody my real name.

Keisha tossed back the hair from her face.

Damn, you fine as fuck, girl. I want to do some things to you right now.

Well, what you waiting on? Savion is waiting on me so we can leave, so you have to make it fast.

Neiff unbuckled his pants and pulled out his 10-inch dick as Keisha knelt down on the floor.

Damn daddy, you working with a little too much. Let me see what I can do with this, she said as she began to suck slowly with a whole lot of spit.

Neiff braced himself on the sink as Keisha's jaws became stronger with every stroke. Neiff let his head fall to his neck as the feeling became too good.

Keisha looked up at him, wanting to feel him deep inside of her. Neiff stood her up and bent her over the sink as he took time to put his condom on.

Hurry up, daddy, Keisha said.

Shut up, bitch. Be still while I give you this dick.

Just as she was about to say something, Neiff shoved his dick deep inside her wet inviting pussy. Keisha gasped and gripped tight to the sink as Neiff pushed his dick as far as it would go.

Meanwhile, Savion slammed another shot with the same person he was talking to when Keisha left ten minutes prior. Checking his watch while looking around, Savion noticed the bathroom door still closed.

Man, this bitch taking forever, he cut into his boy's conversation. I'll holler at you later.

Savion slammed one more shot before making his way through the crowd. The room became blurry as the pills and alcohol began to blend together. Savion braced himself at the door, trying to gather his vision and balance. Shaking it away, he turned the knob and stepped in.

Damn bitch, what's taking so damn…

Keisha and Neiff jumped at the sound of his voice.

Savion stood in pure shock as he watched Neiff pull his dick out of Keisha's pussy as she stood bent over the sink. Savion snapped out of the shock as he pushed Neiff into the tub.

Nigga, I told yo' punk ass what the business was. This how you want to get down?

Neiff laughed as he got his balance and buckled his jeans. Keisha stood up, trying to pull down her skirt.

Daddy wait, I was wrong! I -

Savion cut her off with a swift backhand to the mouth. Keisha flew into the medicine cabinet.

Neiff laughed as he watched Savion continuously slap her.

Don't be too hard on her, my nigga. She couldn't help it. Damn, the pussy is cream though. You got a nice one, cuzzin.

Neiff brushed past Savion as he looked at the crowd forming at the door. Savion, still fazed by the drugs, slapped Keisha again, before turning around to call Neiff.

Aye nigga, he yelled after him.

Neiff was still laughing as he poured a shot of Patron. What? Neiff said before slamming the shot down.

Savion pulled out a glock from under his Ed Hardy hoody as he approached. Within a New York minute, Savion opened fire before Neiff could even sit the bottle down. Everyone in the room ducked down to the floor as the shots echoed over the bass pumping from the speakers. The shots tore through his chest and stomach five times before he dropped, with his eyes open.

Nigga, don't you ever disrespect me, he yelled at the dead body. That's why ya' eyes still open, nigga. You deserved that shit.

People in the party began rushing to the door as Savion marched back to the bathroom. Keisha sat on the sink holding her face as Savion stood at the door, gun at his side.

Baby, I'm sorry, Keisha said, standing up. I didn't mean for any of that to happen. He followed me in here right when I was about to -

Savion licked off three shots before she could finish. Three shots echoed through the silence, ripping open Keisha's chest. A look of shock came over her face as the shots held her in one spot, not allowing her to fall. Savion held the pistol up once more and let off two more shots, knocking her back into the toilet. He turned around to look for anyone in the room, but everyone had fled from the scene, leaving him alone in the empty house. He tucked the gun in his waist and grabbed the Patron bottle as he made his way outside to his Navigator.

__________

Italy stood in front of a floor to ceiling mirror, checking her makeup. She glanced around the room at the expensive furnishings and lavish paintings.

Bianca? This spot is phat. What does this dude do?

Bianca joined her in the mirror, applying her lipstick.

Girl, unless you are about to start telling on every little thing you see, you better forget about this one and get your mind right. This fool is a district attorney.

Italy stopped in mid-stroke of her hair.

"A District Attorney? Girl you're playing. Oh hell naw! I'm out of here. I'm not dancing for any pigs!"

Bianca giggled to herself.

So, are you trying to get political on me? Girl, you shake your ass for a living. You'd rather shake it for some broke niggas tipping dollars, or these white dudes breaking you off twenties or better?

Italy stopped. She looked at Bianca as she took off her sweatpants. Bianca stood in front of the mirror, observing herself. She pushed her breasts up and sprinkled a little glitter on her cleavage.

Italy, break a pill in half for me. I like to feel good when a lot of money is getting passed around. Are you gone take one with me?

Italy nodded as she split the X-pill