Diva

Believe it or not, my mama lnew that I was going to be a girl. She predicted it. She came from a long line of Geechie folk from deep in the Bayous of Louisiana, and she came equipt with all the quirks and voodoo magic therein. Anyway, My mama knew it. So when She found out she was having a baby, she stated to the doctor" You don't need to schedule no ultrasound, cause this one here is a girl. Trust me. And to that end, she packed up with the rest of the family and moved from Baton Rouge, to St. Louis in 1979. That year, my mama was 15, and fresh as crisp linnens from the cleaners. She, along with my aunts Darla, Keri and Ashly and of course grandma and her sister Mary Lou moved here. They didn't believe in tugging a pregnant woman across state lines without knowing the gender of the baby; claiming that it was bad luck and the baby would grow up confused. Gay. Mislead. So when they got here, mama was still pregnant, but hot as fire water, (uh brown liquor) in the chest of a novice drinker. While pregnant, my mama encountered Erick, James,Donovan and Bobby, all of whom she made believe she was in love with madly. But never told them that she was carring their baby. I belonged to Richard C. Gandy, of the Baton Rouge Gandy's, who owned coal mines and oil rigs, but still acted real niggerish. So mama decided she was leaving. She never had a relationship with my daddy, but he was a hell of a provider, and never denied mama anything, even when she was treating him like garbabge, he was still up under her ass. Mama called it female control, Grandma call it the drawers burried in the back yard symdrom. I recently upgraded and titled it the Power of Good Pussy. But I dont want to get too far ahead of myself and not tell you enough about my leniage. Like I said, mama nem was tired of the deep south, and decided to bring their whole pale, light skinned family to St. Louis, in lew of remaining down south with the rest of the family, who weren't poor, but surley more money could be made the further north we moved. Anyway, mama had men, many,many men. And none of them had balls to disrespect her or anyone in our family. My mama, only 16 years older than me taught me a million things by the time I was 10. "Remember baby, a man can be useful in a multitude of ways, and you can profite from it too, only if you use your head and know that you sitting on God's pride and Glory baby." For years, I didn't know what she meant, until I was 11, The year was 1990, I was a third grader, interestede only in eating icecream and chewing bubble gum, furnished by either one of my aunts men or mamas men. Like I said, 1990, 11 years old and about to witness something that still sticks with me til this day. Mama was comming up the block with Victor, this suave pueto rican motherfucka she'd met at...well, I still dont know where she met his ass, but I was greatful. Anyway, mama, as usual had her thick thighs in a pair of blue jean hot pants that nearly showed the black of her georgia peach shaped ass, and a white tube top that tied behind the neck. Of course she had on her signature red pumps that were made by Giorgio Armani that made her appear to be a statusque 6'0, but the heels were 6 inches high, so mama was actually 5'6 inches of hot ass. So down the street she came, switching hard, sucking a lollypop. twisting her corvette red fingernails in her pressed straight hair, parted in the middle. The other women and girls of the neighborhood hated her, all except her friend Thalia.Thalia understood mama and well, they were potnas in crime. "Hey, Sexy ass legs, whatcha doing walking? You too fresh to be a working girl!" I saw mama's head snap around " Nigga what? Do I look like I sell pussy? And if I was, baby, this pussy is the best shit walking around here, so if you trying to buy a little, you better have some big boy money. Im not a light skinned piece of ass, baby, Im hot shit!" Mama said and smacked her right ass cheek and switched on down towards our house. "Hey baby, I didn't mean to sound offensive, Im sorry. Mami, Mami, Come talk to papi, let me show you what type a nigga you need!" I saw mama getting closer and I stood up and started towards the gate to let my role model in. I admired my mama, and later on, you'll find out why. " Hi mama!" I ran to her and hugged her thick, tight moist thighs. "Hey Diva" Oh, yes, I forgot to tell ya that my mama named me Diva Celeste Gandy, a name that she said was befitting a young Diva. "How's mommy's Diva doing?" "Fine!" I smiled at mama through my toothless grin. My smile melted into a scowl when I saw the tall dark haired man with a v-neck tee shirt and indigo jeans approach mama from behind. "Ah, I see, you a mama! a sexy ass mama too!" Victor stood behind my mama looking at her like she was a human ice cream cone. "Nigga, yeah, this is my daughter, and unless you the mail man, you gotta pay for our company." I smiled at Victor, and then looked up at mama, who, to my surprize was cheesing from left to right ear, as if she knew something that she wasn't telling me. " Aw mami, you know I can afford what ever you and ya little princess need." Victor pulled out a wad of cash and peeled mama off 5 one hundred dollar bills. She stretched her hand forward and said " Now thats better.... Diva, honey, take this to your granny and tell her I'll be back in a couple hours." "Yes ma'am!" I released my grasp from mama's thick thighs and bolted back towards the front porch to give grandma some money, and in return, grandma would slide me two 20 dollar bills. " Granny!Granny!" I ran into the house yelling, but didn't see grandma. I went to her kitchen, and she wasn't there. "Aunt Kerri, you seen my granny?" Aunt Kerri, who always had a drink and a lit cigarrette in her hand turned and replied, " Naw suga, I aint seen her. Who is that beautiful man ya mama got roped around her fat ass now?" Aunt Kerri was a bit negative, but she was still my girl. Aunt Kerri was the oldest of granny's four girls. Kerri was tall, light brown skinned and thin as a broom, but she too kept men at her disposal. Aunt Kerri reminded me of a lady everybody was calling Halle Berry. Very pretty. Very sexy. " I dunno!" I said and snickered. I always laughed when Aunt Kerri said stuff about mama and my other aunts because it was funny. "Well, did he give her some money?" "Yep, all these 100 dollars" I stuck the fist full of money out to Aunt Kerri, who took a long drag from her Newport, and nodded her head in agreement with what I had in my hand. " Girl, one day you gone know what all them hundreds mean to a woman! Now gone run them up to granny." "Okay!" I ran freely through the house because I was the only kid there, and granny said that nobody could whup me, but her, and she'd never done it. "Diva, girl stop running yo little fat ass through this house!" Aunt Ashly yelled. I stopped running and paused in the living room doorway long enough to see Aunt Ashly tying up her arm again, so her boyfriend Freddie could stick something in her arm. "Granny said don't be tying your arms up in her living room no more! I'm tellling!" this time, Aunt Ashly passed out before I could take off running from her for telling her what granny said. "Aw, lil D, she okay, she just sleep...." freddie said, slowly walking towards me with a sly cat like grin on his ugly face. I hated Freddie. He always made me feel uncomfortable. He looked like he'd survived a fire, but the reminants of the flames were evident on his baked skin and bald head, but mama said he had something called a drug problem and them drugs turned him into the ghoulish motherfucka that he was today. Allegedly Freddie used to be fine. I can't tell. Freddie supposed to used to took like a dark skinned Al B Sure. Im certain mama nem was exaggerating to some extent, cause this fucka was ugly and looked like baked dog shit! " C'mere and let Freddie give u a lil something to make ya keep ya mouth closed." Freddie went into his froint pants pocket and gave me a twenty dollar bill and smiled. " Gone, take that and get you some gummy bears." He then gave me a kiss on the cheek. I felt like a snake had just licked my face, but I took the money anyway; and at the same time made a mental note that I was making mama proud by sticking to rule number 2: money is money, be it if it comes from a fine face or a dog face, it spends the same. " "okay, bye!" I said and turned and ran towards granny's bedroom door. When I got there, I heard granny making some weird sounds, then heard a man say "SWEET JESUS!" and curse a couple times. I wanted to see what grandman had the man in there praising God for,with the door closed, so I peeked through the hole that some man named Junior had left in the door. I saw grandma's head bouncing up and down in in the mans lap real fast. Suddenly he snatched her head up out of his lap and shook his ding-a-ling in grannys face and some stuff shot onto it. I didn't know at the time what these freaks were up to, but now I know that my grandmama was a dick sucker. And the man of choice was the Reverend Virgil Stemms. Husband of Gwendolyn Stemms, grandma's best friend. "granny, mama told me to give this stuff to you" I said and as usual, I stuck st money through the hole in the door. "Okay babay, granny got it!" and I bolted to my room to write down what I saw. When my mama returned home later that night, she was dressed in a hot pink nike sweatsuit, and white shell toed addidas. Her pin straight hair was now curly and pinned up in a bun. "Hey baby! you have a good day today?" mama asked me, smiling and exposing her two gold teeth, one placed on each side tooth. "Yeah, mommy, I did." I sat up from my journal to ask mama a question. " Mama, today I saw granny with the Reverend, and he shook his weenie in her face and made stuff come out of it." Mama started laughing at the top of her lungs and called my aunt Kerri in the room. "Why yo niece just catch your mama........" "Girl quit lying! when?" "When Diva?" "When I had, um took that money upstairs to her, after I saw Aunt Ashly and Freddie in the living room tying up her arms again. Didin't granny tell her not to do that stuff?" I'd lost interest in why my mama and Aunt was laughing, but I secretly wanted to know. "Don't worry aboyt it baby, we gone talk to granny and Ashly." Aunt Kerri said, still laughing. Mama kissed my cheek and exited the room still laughing and talking in codes to aunt Kerri. After About four hours, I decided to take a bath and get ready for bed, well for looking at television or listening to the radio all night since it was summer time. After I bathed my sticky 11 year old body, i slid into my favorite rainbow bright gown and sat on the bed and applied baby lotion to my body. I'd unexpectedly started growing small little boobs that stuck out like little lemons. As I stood and rubbed lotion on my body, I heard my door creak opened. I knew who it was. He came in the same time every night. "Hey darling, how are you this evening?" Freddie said. I hated him. but something he did with his mouth made my body feel nice, so i continued to let him do it. Ofcourse, he gave me 80.00 as hush money. And mama always said that a man must pay for your comapny. "Why you like to lick on my coochie, Mr. Freddie?" I asked as he slithered his old ass under my gown and parted my hairless lips. He never answered me before it felt like i had to pee, so i stopped talking and let him have fun. he then asked me to lay backwards on the bed so he could get a good look at my "pussy". I giggled at the word, because granny always said little girls got coochies until they 21, and then they got a p-word. yeah, you ready, you ready for Freddie." "Ready for what?" before I could ask any further questions, Freddie had inserted two dry fingers into my vagina. "Ouch, that hurts!" I said, not aware of the decible of my voice, but nobody heard me because they were all downstairs drinking and smoking weed. "Shiiish!!! it's okay, I'll go slow!" Freddie began unbuckling his pants and pulling them down. Before I knew it, he had his penis out and was guiding me off the bed onto the floor and on my knee's. "mama said i need to get paid if ima put boys dingalings anywhere in me!" "Oh, so yo mama got you trained to get money from men huh?" I was still uncomfortable with Freddie, but I took heed to what my mama said and I always wanted to make her proud. "Yea, so if you want me to let you put your dingaling in my mouth you gotta pay me more than the 20.00 you give me to not tell nobody you already licking on my private!" Freddie looked at me with disgust, and then looked me up and down. I knew that mama would be disappointed if i let some money get outta my hands, so i took my gown off and started dancing like them ladies in the Luke videos. I had an advantage over little girls my age; I'd already started developing a small teenagers frame, so I was able to seduce Freddie's preverted ass. he went into his pants pockets and pulled out two 100 dollar bills and threw them on the floor. Mama also taught me never pick money up off the floor or anywhere else that was being thrown at my feet, it was significant with a man calling me a bitch. " Um Freddie, my hands are right here." I pointed my green painted nails to the pail of my left hand. Granny told me to always accept money into my left hand because it would last longer than taking it into the right hand. "Hmph, ya mammy got you trained huh? well take this damn money and let me get through wit what i came to do!" obviously pissed, but i didn't care. I'd made mama proud. I'd gotten 200.00 from a man, an older man, who wanted my tender, young pussy. Amasingly, Afet I'd sucked Freddies dick, he couldn't get back hard, and he left my room, and I laid there, still a virgin to dick, and had made 200.00. Over the next two years, Freddie continued to try the same shit, but by the age of 13, my head game was so supreme, he only came to me for head, when he could afford it. And I stayed dick free until I met Bryce. In 1994, I was 15 going on 16 and I'd had enough of getting my pussy ate by men, and of course, the little boys of the school, who, just as these grown ass men, had to pay to be in my company. It was time for some dick. Let's face it, I couldn't stay a virgin forever, and my money wasn't as free flowing as I thought. 50.00 from this dude, 150.00 from that dude wasn't enough.Mama had taught me well. The one guy though, that I couldn't seduce was this good boy, chris brown type, named Bryon Caldwell. He was rumored to still be a virgin, but he was as popular as the school's football captain, but he was just the class president. And I fucking wanted him more than that new Tommy Hilfiger jacket that every kid in the school craved. I had the means to get it though, without the sickening thought of having to work at a fast food joint. "Danielle, whats going on with Bryon? he got a girl friend?" I asked my homegirl. "Girl naw, you know his holy roller ass aint thinking about no pussy, nor no girlfriend." Danielle said as she polished clear nail polish over her much in need for a fill in acryllic nails. "Girl please, every man thinks about some pussy. And I know how to make a nigga come get it." I stood up to saunter over to Bryon, but as usual, Danielle's hating ass grabbed my arm. "Girl, don't mess with that boy.!" "why not?" I asked, knowing fully well why Danielle didn't want me to put this pussy on Bryon. She had a major kiddie crush on him and unlike me, she fucked around with niggas for free. She had the average 15 year old girl's heart of pure gold, mine was that of a 25 year old pure gold digger. "Oh, I forgot, you LOOOOVVVEEE HIM!!" I said, halfway caring that my best friend was in love with an untouchable pretty boy. I say halfway because even though Bryon was putting on this major front (like I said, Chris Brown pre Rhihanna days) like he was a saint, but I secretly knew that all men were dogs. I'd seen mama nem expose so many of their hidden intents ss there wasn't a man that could fool me. "Girl, I dont Love him, I just think he's a nice dude and I don't think you need to corrupt him." I looked at her like she was out of her mind. Men were born to this earth corrupt, but somehow, she was wearing blinders for this one. "Girl how you know what that nigga about? he probablly just like the rest of these nasty niggas running around here!" I said sort of irritated that my own friend would think that I wasa the bad influence on men. "I'm just saying, girl, as many dudes as you know, who you think believe you still a virgin?" "What? I am!" Now I was pissed. I was dick free, and by choice, because I hadn't run across a man who could stay hard long enough after U sucked the cumm outta they dicks, and I wasn't about to give my virgin pussy away to some young dude who didn't know what the fuck he was doing."well, girl, everybody think you a tramp." I was too out done by my supposed best friend and her comments to me. "Danielle why would you say that? you supposed to be my fucking friend!" "I'm just telling you the truth. " Danielle sat there and looked at me with disdain and a smirk on her face that I'd never forget for the rest of my life. She had that fake bitch smirk on her face that bitches wear when they are playing the role as your friend and your worst enemy at the same time. "I mean Diva, look, you are what you are. Don't trip off of what people say. Girl, look I'm your friend, okay?" Danielle tried to be reassuring, but I identified that shit immediatley. This wasn't the first time Danielle had said something to me negative and then tried to clean the shit up with that "I'm your Friend" bullshit. "look Danielle, I gotta go, okay?" I got up and walked away from her, heart broken. Why did I give a damn what Danielle said? Because I had no other female friends, and to every other girl, I was a porriah. A man snatcher. A whore. And apparently to my own best friend I was no better. I loved Danielle, but I knew deep down she hated me too. I saw the ways she'd be looking at me out of the corner of her hazel eyes. She looked at we with deceite in her eyes and hatred in her heart, but thus far she hadn't done anything grimey to make me feel like she wasn't to be trusted. As I walked from class to class for the rest of the day, I still could hear Danielle's words echoing over and over in my head. "Who gone believe you a virgin?" And she was the one who was fucking like a jack rabbit, not me. The only difference between the two of us is I was a paid virgin, and Danielle was broke and not a virgin. I had to get my money, fuck that. But apparently it was more frowned upon to stay a virgin and have niggas taking care of you. By the time the last bell rang for dismissal, I was too ready to get home and tell mama about what my supposed best friend had just said to me. "Hey Diva, where you going so fast?" Danielle walked up to me and pulled on the back of my yellow sun dress. " I'm going home, where else you think I'm going?" "I don't know, knowing you, shit ANYWHERE!" she said loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear, some started snickering. I'd had enough of Danielle and her smart shit, but I had no idea how I was going to shut her up. I needed to get to mama fast. " Danielle, I just said that I'm going the fuck home, now why would you say that shit?" "Damn bitch, I was just playing! calm yo light skinned ass down!" Danielle said and rolled her neck. truth be told, if i had to fight Danielle, I'd have whooped her ass. She and I were about the same height, 5'6, but she weighed about 20 lbs less than my 140 lb body. the only weapon she could have used against me, and countless others was her big mouth, and right now, the way Im feeling, I could punch her boney ass right in it. "Bye Danielle, call you later." "Yea well don't call me while you wit one of yo men, hoe!" Danielle yelled out loud and I heard burst of laughter, but I didn't care. I was getting money from these niggas and they most likely were fucking and sucking dicks for free. On my way home, Bryron and his fly ass older brother Bryce pulled up aside me. "Aye Diva, you want a ride home?" I paused for a minute and thought about how Danielle would feel if I jumped in the car with her future husband. Then I thought about how she'd just fronted me out in front of everyone. Then I looked at his fly ass big brother and before I could speak, my feet were walking towards the back door of his brother's 1989 mustang. From a distance I saw the school bus comming down the street and I knew that Danielle would have her loud ass in the window making noise and loud talking, so I slowly got in the car just as the bus was comming down the street."Girl there go Diva getting in Bryce car with Bryon!" I heard one of them loud mouth hoes say, and just as I suspected, Danielle stuck her big ass face out of the window and stared the red mustang down. Just as we were pulling off, I heard Danielle say "That bitch......" . I laughed to myself because I knew that she was pissed off. I was in the car with a nigga she wanted, but was scared to fuck with. "Diva where you stay again?" Bryce asked, flashing his two gold teeth. "Gambleton" I said trying not to seem too awestriken with him. Bryce was finer than Bryon in everyway. Dont get me wrong though, Bryon was handsome too, but Bryce made me want to fuck. Bryon was boyfriend material, and that wasn't what I was on. Money was my motivator from the time I was 10 up until now. "Hey young lady, how old are you?" Bryce asked breaking the ice. "Im about to be 16, why? aint you a grown man?" I said back trying to appear un interested in what was in his pants pockets and in his pants. " I'm a grown man over you, im 18." "I'm 16 Diva!" Bryon said as if he was trying to compete with his brother for my attention. "I know Bryon. You know, my friend really likes you." "Who? Danielle?" "Yea." Bryon smiled and looked out the window. "What she look like Diva, she look like you?" "Not at all" Bryon said quickly. "Damn Bryon, can I talk?" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He said and threw his hands up as if he were trying to surrender. "I didn't mean it like that. I was just saying." "Aw he alright young Diva, He alright." Bryce said and punched Bryon in the arm. As we pulled up into mama nems driveway, I saw Danielle sitting on the porch with Dionne, her fat ass cousin who always smelled like garlic bologa. Her neck was stuck out so far she looked like a damned chicken. I knew that she was trying to see if I was up on Bryon, but I wasn't tripping off of Bryon. I wanted Bryce. "Well thanks yall for dropping me off." "no problem young lady, no problem." Bryce said looking my young well developed body up and down like he wanted to eat it. If I wasn't mistaken, he ran his tounge across his bottom lip slowly and sexually as he watched me switch my high round ass in the dangerously short sun dress and four inch espidrills. for extra emphasis on my ass, i always wore a thong; it made my ass look bigger than the 38 inches it was. I, like my mama, regularly flaunted my hourglass figure underneath killer outfits. "Bye Bryin, bye Bryce." I said and strutted up the stairs. when I looked back, Bryce was still looking at me, so I stood there and posed for him. He smiled and then winked his eye, as if to say "I'll catch you later." As soon as i got in the house, the phone was ringing. When i looked at the caller I.D it read "Parker, Barbara", Danielle's mother's name. "Yea Danielle, what you want?" She had some fucking nerves calling me after she was just acting like a fool with me. "Uh hoe what you was doing in my..uh Bryons brother car? You know he grown? You know he got a girlfriend that go to U.City and she a cheerleader?You know he sell dope?You know he got a baby?You know he don't want you for real...You know" "Danielle, I know you getting on my fuckin nerves talking all fast and talking shit bout the nigga and you don't even know him. Besides, I don't want him!" I lied. "Well, you bet not be all up on Bryon tryna be a hoe!" Her voice rose. I was tired of her talking to me like she ran shit, so I decided to piss her off. " And what if I am? you don't go with him, and last I checked, he aint got no girlfriend, so he's fair game!" "Diva how you gone do me like that? you gone just flop yo ass in his face and try to fuck him and you know I'm on him! you know what, you a straight up hoe Diva!" "Bitch, the last time I checked, you was the one that was fucking these niggas, not me! Hoe you gone call me a hoe and I aint never had dick in me, you the one who done been fucking since we was 12, and as far as I know you still aint got it right, shit you still aint got a man!" I was too through. It was war from now on between me and Danielle, and she didn't know fully who she was fucking with. I came from a long line of women who knew what it took to get a nigga up off his bread, and drive his ass nutts at the same time, so her and her ameteur sex game was no match. The only advantage she had on me was that she had been fucked. I had only clothes burned and been finger fucked, but I knew how to suck the grissle out of a niggas dick, and I wasn't afraid to swallow cumm, so I still was the baddest bitch in the equation. "What ever Diva, you want some of this, you got it, ole half hawaian ass skank!" Danielle hung up the phone. I was standing in the screen so I could hear her up the street talking shit to her cousin about me. "Oh well!" I laughed and hung the phone up. "Mama! where you at?" "In my room, c'mere Diva, I want to talk to you!" I took my shoes off at the front door and walked on the white carpet grandma had them carpet one people put in last week. She said that she wanted a white carpet in her house all her life, but never had the courage to put one down because she was afraid people would destroy it. I knocked on mama's door three times before I entered her room. Mama was standing in the mirror looking back at her ass in the skin tight black jeans. "Diva, you like these pants? I think they make my ass look kinda flat." She frowned her round face up at the jeans. My mama was still the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. She'd hardly changed over the years, still looking like she was 18, but she had just turned 30. Mama still had her signature coke bottle figure, measurements 36-25-42, that still drove men insaine. Her smooth light brown skin was flawless and looked like melted carmel chews. Her thick thighs and tones calf muscles looked like she wore heels while she worked out, thus defining her legs like a well trained dancer. Mama looked like that lead singer in that girl group Destiney's child. My mama, so beautiful. "Mama I wann be like you when I grow up!" I said it playing, but I meant every word. My mama was the baddest bitch walking the planet, and I adored her. " Aw girl shut up!" She said and smacked my crossed legs. "What you think about them pants? I think they too tight in the ass for me. Here, you try em on" She tossed the pants at me and I pulled them on. While undressing, mama looked at my body and smiled. " girl, you better be glad that Im you mama." "why?" "Because." She lit her Newport cigarette and took a long drag then said " If your friend's mama was your mama, you'd be fucked up built like she is." "who Danielle?" "yea, the poor lil thang aint got no hips and her ass is jiggly." "Mama she is not fat." "i didn't say that. I just said her booty is real loose like she been fucking since she was ten years old." Mama said and took another drag from her cigarrette. "Twelve actually." "what?" "She been having sex since we was twelve." "I knew it. I knew it. and apparently her lil nasty self done let these lil boys wear her coochie walls out. just pay her some attention, and look at the way she walk. she walk like her pussy aint tight." Mama took one final drag from the cigarette and put it out. ' Psh, the way she been acting stupid with me latley, I don't think we friends like that for real anymore." "what you mean? Take them pants off, they too big." I hadn't even paid myself any attention in the jeans. they were big, but not huge. I had a 25 year old womans body at 14. Or so I'd been told by the niggas that had gotten the pleasure of eating my ripe young pussy. "What you talking about Diva?" I sighed and pulled my sun dress back over my head and sat on mamas bed. " Latley she been acting like she don't like me for real, she be talking about me like the rest of these heffas be." I said and leaned my head to the left, causeing my honey blonde wrap to fall over on my shoulder. "what these little bitches saying about you?" I didn't truley know if mama knew I was letting dudes eat my pussy and pay me, so I treaded lightly. "She say these girls be talking about im a whore, and Im a hood rat, but mama I aint even had sex yet." I was astonished when she said " I know you haven't. I can tell. " "Well why they can't? and she like this boy name Bryon, and she think I like him, but i dont and now she wants to fight and......." Mama cut me off and said "Listen, I named you Diva for a reason. Honey, let me make it clear to you. Niggas are like puppies. you train them motherfuckas right, and they'll be following you like you got chocolate candy smeared on your ass. " I looked at mama and listened closely. She always told me what to do, and the shit never failed. She said granny did the same to her. "Don't worry about Danielle, or none of them other tramps. They mad cause they look like boys and nobody wants them. What you got to realize is that God blessed youwhen he made you a female with light skin, good hair, and a banging body. and since you my child, I know you sitting on a gold mine." "What?" Mama looked at me and laughed. " Girl that means that your pussy is good. and whenever you start fucking, let me know, so I can teach you what to do to keep that motherfucka tight, shit, I'll even show you how to make a nigga cumm fast and break bread. Never give that away free. Men are made to pay for pussy. use what you got baby and get who and what ever you want. you in St. Louis, and men up here are no different from men down south. They are enamored with light skin women because we are the closest thing to a white woman, and the cream of the black woman crop. These niggas can't get enough of my light skinned ass!" I listened to mama talk about all that her light skin had gotten her, and smiled. " Girl lemme tell you, I thank God that Im light skinned everyday, cause dark girls gotta work extra hard to get ten dollars from men. we aint gotta do much of nothing. Diva, your pussy is your best friend, fuck them other bitches!" After that conversation, I wasn't worried about Danielle and her fat ass cousin anymore. It was on. Later that evening, I walked to the corner store to get me some ranch Doritos. On my way out of the store, Bryce pulled up on the lot. "Whats up young lady, whatcha doing walking? where your man at?" I smiled slighly and said " I don't have one." I brushed my hand through my wrap. "So whats up with you and my lil brother. you know he like you." "Well my friend...uh, my used to be best friend Danielle likes him, and im not no phoney female so it aint gone happen." "Oh yea?" Bryce said and looked me up and down with that same lust in his eyes. "Yap." "I see." Bryce said sounding like his ass was up to something. Little did he know he didn't have to do shit to get some pussy from me. He was that nigga that I could see myself messing with for about 6 months. "So you trying to be my lady?" "I dont know. from what I hear you got a lady." "who, that chick named Carissa that saying she pregnant by me? that aint my gal, or my baby. on everything I love Diva, I aint got no bags like that. Im just 18. I'm a kid." I laughed, and said " Well I aint no kid! maybe you need to go get you a little girl. Im into grown people shit." "Oh is that so?" Bryce looked at me again like he could read my mind. "Get yo lil sexy ass in this car. I'm ya man now, so tell them otha lil boys you got calling you to stop."