Friday, December 11, 2015

Baby Doll from the Soon to be Released Series: A West Side Love Story

     “Baby Doll, I think you should let me put some big curls in your hair for Dip’s party.  That dress you’re wearing is for the God’s,” said Josie combing through Baby Doll’s mold.  She looked over at the dress Ashley had boosted for Baby Doll as it hung on the coat rack.

     “You know the color is all wrong,” said Baby Doll turning up her nose.  “You know I have no business wearing a blue dress.  Kennedy would probably talk all shit to me if he see’s me wearing all read.  It’s West Side Gangsta Crip all day every day around this mug.”  Josie laughed as she parted and sprayed Baby Doll’s hair.

     “Well you’re the one who decided to go with a Blood nigga,” laughed Josie.  “But, your cousin Kennedy isn’t going to hold it against you once he see’s you in it.”
     “So you guys are coming?” asked Baby Doll smiling.
     “I don’t know girl.  I have to see what Levi is on, and make sure Kennedy is coming,” Josie replied.  Baby Doll laughed.

     “You sound like me juggling two men.  However, Al is about to get dropped, because Dip is something else,” said Baby Doll laughing.
     “He seems to making a favorable impression.  You held him down and you’re throwing a party for him tonight.  For him to be a Blood nigga, you sure are riding with him.”
     “I’m not going to lie Josie, I love the way he spoils me.  I spent ten of my formidably years in prison, so I missed all of the dating stuff.  I’m twenty-eight years old now, and still green around the gills.  I have money of my own to buy all those nice things he’s given me.  Dip took me shopping in Beverly Hills, and he damn near lost his mind,” laughed Baby Doll.

     “What do you mean?”
     “This boy blew so much money on me.  We went to Gucci, Louis, Prada, and the Christian Louboutin Boutique in West Hollywood.  Oh my God!  He bought me obscene amounts of clothes, shoes, and bags.  He’s working on my word game, because he hates when I say purse.  He wants me to call my Gucci a bag…” Baby Doll rolled her eyes and laughed at the thought.  “I don’t give a fuck about what to call it as long as I can carry my shit, its serving its purpose.”  Both women began to laugh.

     “So I know you got some bad ass shoes from the Louboutin store,” said Josie as she pulled the wand out of Baby Doll’s hair.  “I have a bad pair of black patent leather joints that are six-inches tall.”
     “You’re trying to be eye to eye with my cousin,” laughed Baby Doll.
     “It makes it easier to kiss those juicy lips,” replied Josie smiling.
     “I have a perfect pair of shoes to go with that dress.  You know I hate red, but Dip made a deal with me.  There were a pair of royal blue satin shoes I wanted, and the only way I could get them was if I got a pair of red satin shoes he liked.  I know there’s going to come a time when I have to wear those God for sake shoes out in public!” laughed Baby Doll.
     “So why don’t you wear them in private?” asked Josie.
     “Oh but I did,” Baby Doll replied turning to face Josie.  She lifted her eyebrows and smiled wickedly as Josie turned up her lips and smirked.

     “Tell the dirt boo,” said Josie.  “Your ass has been real bad!  You come out technically a born again virgin, and popping that pussy with two niggas!  I’m not mad at you, because you’re taking a page out of your home girl’s book.  I like that in you,” laughed Josie.  They gave each other a five as they both continued to laugh.

     “No baby!  We went to Bakersfield to stay with a business associate of Dip’s.”
     “Juan Carlos?  Did ya’ll go to the birthday celebration?  Me and Levi were suppose to go, but he had a business meeting that he couldn’t get out of,” Josie explained.
     “Yes we went down to Mexico, and it was awesome.  But, me and Dip went to LA then to Bakersfield to spend some time with Juan Carlos.  Anyway, we stayed at Juan Carlos’s massive compound.  His house is huge, and our room was off in a wing by itself.  I planned on showing Dip how much I appreciated all the nice things he’s bought me.  I got a big peace of red ribbon from the Louis Vuitton store and made myself a g-string.  Next, I smeared this red sour sticky goo-type candy all over my nipples.  I pulled my braids up into a ponytail, because he likes to pull it while hitting me from the back.  I smeared my favorite MAC red lipstick across my lips, his favorite Marc Jacob’s fragrance, and put on those red satin come fuck me pumps!  Baby when I say as soon as I walked out of bathroom, that nigga was all over me like white on rice,” laughed Baby Doll.
     “I bet he was!” laughed Josie.
     “He was like, ‘Baby… your ass is too fat for that little ass ribbon.  Come let me relieve it of its the suffering,” laughed Baby Doll.  Josie broke into laughter as she had to let Baby Doll’s hair go.  She didn’t want to burn her.

     “I dropped down and made my ass clap, and that nigga started throwing money at me.  I gave him a real good lap dance, and he enjoyed the sour candy on my nipples.  By the time we got through fucking, we was stuck chest to chest and I had to peel my breast from his chest.”  Both women began to laugh again.
     “Your ass is crazy Baby Doll,” said Josie.
     “I maybe crazy, but that nigga Dip loved it!  I got a pair of emerald earrings after that episode!  And, he fucked me real good, too!”