My father wasn't the flashy type of dealer. He always kept a low profile. He was more of the management type. My uncle Rayquon on the other had was a stone cold ruthless killer. He didn't give a fuck about anyone. Cross him and you paid a price. The family business, at least that's what we called it was very profitable.

The older I got the more I learned from them. My father taught me how to handle the financial aspects of the game and uncle Ray taught me how to manage employees. Yes I said employees. The drug game is no different then any other business. You have low-level workers and you have managers. The only difference was that there were no benefits, no human resource department, no complaining, and if you got fired, that meant you lost your life.

With my father and my uncle running Flatbush, that meant I was un-fucking touchable, and everybody knew it. Even the fucking cops new it. We even had cops on the payroll. And those white devils didn't come cheap. The cocksuckers always wanted more fucking money. But like all business we had expenses. My father told me that the most important thing was respect, but my uncle told me the most important thing was fear. Respect and fear and are a good combination in the drug game, one compliments the other beautifully.

After I graduated high school I thought about going to college. My father wanted me to go to school cause he didn't want me to get to involved in the family business. After two years of college I had had enough fucking school. My father was a little pissed but he understood where I was coming from. My uncle was glad to have me back in the hood. He was so excited he offered me a (FLAT99).. Which was a code word for how we broke down the neighborhoods. FLAT99 was one of our most profitable blocks.

You see in order to keep things cool with the police all of our drug activities went down inside apartments and not on the streets. The cops can't fuck with you if they don't see. If we kept the drama off the streets the cops looked like they were doing their jobs. Neighbors were happy, cops were happy, and we were very happy. Like I said this was a business. My uncle was hiring me. He told me I would get $4000 a week to start. I did the math quickly in my head, it came out to a little over 200,000 a year.

My uncle told me that I was already set up in the system. Let me explain the system to you folks out there. You see, a smart dealer just can't make that kind of money with out attracting attention. My father was smart. He had white friends all over the city. And they all owned their own business or worked at a large corporation. For a small fee, a favor and some drugs, I was given job in their company or corporation. Its funny how some companies manage them selves in this world? They have so many employees to deal with that many times they don't know who is working for them.

My uncle told me that I worked for a company called World Tech Systems. He said I was there new North Eastern Communications Consultant. I laughed my ass off. This is how it works. My father gives his connection $50,000 and in return the put me on there payroll as an employee earning $40,000 a year. I was mailed a check every week with taxes and benefits taken out. Basically I was paying my self. The 10 grand was just small fee for their services. Shit, I even had a 401k plan.not bad for a job that I never went to.

I asked him what happened to Terrence? He ran that section for the last four years. My uncle just smiled and said,

"We had to let Terrence go, his services were no longer needed in the community."

I knew exactly what he meant. Terrence was fucking dead. He must have fucked something up. Oh well that's life and shit happens.

My uncle told me that Blake was going to help me out. Blake was like a younger version of my uncle. He was a smooth talking, quick thinking thug. Blake dealt mostly with the staff. If you came up short the person that came to visit you was Blake. He was respected and feared. If an employee fucked up again my uncle ray was the next person they saw and most likely the last.

People think that only the Italians can manage and operate in the underworld. There are a lot of Black- Gotti's in Brooklyn and I was on my way to making a name for myself. There are a lot of well organized black drug crews in New York, that run their operations like fortune 500 corporations. And not all drug dealers drive Mercedes, Lexus's and BMW's. My father always liked to keep a low profile. He drove an old Chevy that looked like shit. But that ugly old Chevy had a brand new motor in it and was totally bullet proof.

The first week went smooth. I knew most of the regular crew, but there were a few new cats around that I didn't know. Blake told me who to keep an eye on and who was always on point. Everything was going good until one morning Freddy came by my crib. Freddy worked for me but he was new and I didn't know him that well. There was something about Freddy that I didn't like. I guess it was cause I didn't know him like I knew the rest of the crew.

Freddy told me that he was out of product. I asked him how much did he need. He told me he needed a dime. A dime in our business is 10 grand worth of product. The thing is all of our guys have limits that they are not allowed to go over. Some guy's limits were up to $50,000. I wasn't sure what Freddie's limit was. The rule was 50% up front then they had 1 week to deliver the other half. It was only 10 grand so I gave it to him.

A few days later my uncle came over to my place and he was fuming. He looked like he was about to blow a gasket.

"Yo.. have you seen that mother-fuckin Freddy around."

"Naaaw.. I haven't seen him.. why what's up?"

Right away I knew something was up. My uncle told me that he had just left Freddie's spot and the place was shut down. Then he said, "Did you front him any product recently?"

"Oh shit Ray, that mother fucker came over here the other day.early in the morning. he told me he was out.. I fronted that mother fuck'a. a Dime."

Uncle Ray was fuming. He told me that I should have never fronted Freddy a dime. I apologized to my uncle for making such a mistake. After he calmed down he told me that it wasn't my fault, he told me that Freddy was basically still on probation and his limit was only 2,500. He told me that Blake should have schooled me on Freddy. I was really fucking pissed off now. I wanted to kill Freddy. I knew my uncle did. My uncle loved punishing people who stole from us. When I was younger I heard a story about the time this guy owed my uncle $60.000. Instead of killing the guy my uncle drove up to Westchester where the guys parent lived and burned their house down to the ground. He got his money 3 days later.

Uncle Ray calmed down but he had that look in his eye.

"So what should we do about this uncle Ray?"

"What should she do about about it was the question, "What should you do about it," he said sternly to me.

I was confused but I knew what he meant.

"Freddy is part of your crew and he is your responsibility."

I knew that before he even said it. That motherfucker played me and it was my call how to handle the situation. I told my uncle, "We have to fire Freddy." My uncle smiled cause he knew what that meant. It was time to cancel Freddie's subscription to life. My uncle started making calls on his cell phone. He was all excited. I knew he love knocking people off, but damn. sometimes I think he liked it too much. After about 20 minutes and 15 phone calls, Freddie was the most wanted man in all of Flatbush. He even called up some of the cops we had on the payroll to be on look out for Freddy.

After he got off the phone he sat me down and gave me big lecture on the rules of the game. He told me that I trust to easy and how I should never trust anyone in our game. The more he spoke the angrier I got. Freddy was a dead man. I called Blake and told him what went down. Blake was mad at himself, cause he knew Freddie, and signed off on him when he gave him a spot. Blake told me not to worry about it. He told me that he would find that motherfucker and send him a lullaby.

You see in Brooklyn everybody knows everybody and know body knows anything, if you know what's good for you. I felt good that things were in motion. Soon Freddy was going to be hanging with Elvis.

Business was pretty much the same for the next couple of days. Running a spot and keeping track the people and the product wasn't that easy. My father and uncle ray could keep track of every penny and every pound of product in their head.

I was chill'in at the crib late Friday night. When the doorbell rang. I never walked to the door with out my piece. My uncle gave me a 9mm semi automatic as a gift for my birthday. When I look through the peep hole I saw this girl standing there looking angry.

"What the fuck do you want," I said through the closed door way.

"Hi.my name is Angel.. can I talk to you for a minute." She said in a soft voice.

The one thing I knew was that bitch wasn't from around the neighborhood. And the second thing I knew was that the bitch was fine. But this is Brooklyn and this bitch might be trying to set me up. I didn't open the door. I had a camera set up in the hallway of the building, so I went to take a look to see if she was alone. The bitch was by herself. The camera gave me a shot of her back. She was wearing a tight one-piece white dress with black strips. "Damn!" This bitch was packing a fat fucking ass. I went back to the front door and asked her what she wanted.

"Can I please talk to you? I'm Freddie's sister."

As soon as she said that name I could feel my blood boiling. I opened the door and I was mesmerized by how fine this bitch was. Even though she looked like she was pissed off the bitch still looked fucking good. "Come on in," I said to her in a calm voice. I thought maybe I could find out from her where Freddy was hiding out. As soon as she got in the front door she started crying. "Awe what the fuck is this bullshit? I can't stand to see women cry, it fucking annoys me." Females always fucking cry went the want to get something from a man.

"I'm.. sorry," she said, as she continued to cry.

I still had my gun in my right hand against my thigh away from her line of site. I then said, "Look, I don't know you, but you got a stop this crying shit. Right fucking now."

She then looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"The word on the street is that you're..ga.ga.. going to kill my brother." She then busted into tears.

Right there, I got annoyed. If this bitch thought she could come here to cry a little bit and make me feel sorry for her, she had another thing coming. She looked so pitiful sitting on my couch crying.

"Look girl, I don't know what your talking about." I said, as if I didn't know what she was talking about.

"I know my brother worked for you.. I know you run this section, everybody knows that."

This bitch was starting to get on my nerves. The only reason why she was still in my place was cause she looked good. The way she was sitting was turning me on. Her caramel colored thighs looked delicious. Then she mad a sudden move for her purse and slipped her hand in her bag. Before she could pull out what was in her purse, I had my gun pointed between her eyes.

"Don't you fucking make a move. What's in the bag bitch?" I asked harshly.

Her eyes grew wide as she stared into the barrel of my gun. I thought this bitch was going to try to smoke me. I never saw such fear in a woman's eyes before. I have seen many men cry like bitches for there lives in front of my uncle but I never saw it up close and personal with a woman. I grabbed her by her arm and told her to get the fuck up. I pushed her against the wall.

"Put your hands on the fucking wall.. bitch are you crazy.you got some set of balls.did you think you could smoke me that easily.huh.huh.you think this is a fucking game," I shouted into her ear.

I started to frisk her like I was the moth'a fuckin police. I could feel her trembling in my grip. I put the gun to her temple and started to frisk her. I thought that this bitch could be a cop or some fool wearing a wire.

"I...I.. I.don't have a gun.look in my bag.. I..I.. have money."

I continued to frisk her. I was actually feeling her up. "Shut the fuck up," I said as I started to feel her underneath her tits. Her tits were soft and heavy. She was moving around slightly, and then she froze as my hand went under her dress up her thighs toward her pussy. I brought my hand up her skirt and palmed her pussy for a quick second. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy felt so soft and warm she had just a little bit of hair on her pussy mound.

I like the fact that she didn't say a word when I touched her pussy. I guess the gun to her head mad her think twice about screaming. But I did hear and slightly sense her breath escape from her body. I grabbed the purse out of her hand, and told her to take a seat. She moved quickly to the couch and sat down. I looked inside the purse and there it was full of money.

"I brought you the money my brother owes you... Please don't kill him, please don't kill him. I know he fucked up, but he's my only living relative."

I couldn't believe it. This pretty girl came hear to pay me off.

"Where did you get this money from," I said in a much calmer tone.

"I took it out of my bank account, it is all that I have...$5,000. Its all the money I have in the world." Then she started tearing up.

I kind of felt bad for her at this point. She was a beautiful girl, but there was one problem.

"Look baby girl. your brother is in a lot of fucking trouble. he fucked up big time. He made me look bad. and he took advantage of me and my families trust.. its not even the money at this point." I said, trying to be nice to her.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her at this point; my cock was rock hard after touching her soft pussy. I looked into her eyes and in a nice soft tone I said, "Baby please stop crying." Those words came from my cock. I put my gun in the waistband of my pants. I felt powerful. But the money was on my mind.

"Listen hear Angel, your brother is a punk bitch.he has a lot of fucking nerve sending you here to fucking pay me, look here baby girl, the 5 g's is cool, but your punk ass brother owes me 10 grand."

"He didn't send me hear, he told me that you where going to kill him over some money. I asked him how much and he told me 5 grand.. please don't hurt him. I'll get you the rest of the money."

She had such a sweet voice. But I know how bitches use that shit on motherfuck'as.

"When can I get the rest of the money?" I asked her. She sat there and didn't say a word for about 30 seconds. She looked like she was deep in thought. Then she said,

"I'll get a second job.and I will get give you a thousand a month. Please I promise, I'll get you the money, I promise. I will do what ever it takes."

I started laughing, "Girl, what do you think.. you think I'm running a lay-a-way type of business. Just like I was your brothers boss. I have a boss.what do you want me to tell him. you expect me to tell him, I'll get him the rest of his money in 5 months."

I was starting to have fun with this girl, her brother's life rested in my hands, whether he lives or dies, was my call. I also felt like I had her life in my hands. It would only take one phone call from me to cancel the search. My eyes never lost sight of her sexy thighs. I definitely wanted some of that pussy. If I wanted to I could put my gun to her head and fucked the shit out her. But I am a businessman, not a rapist. I wanted her to willingly give me that pussy. So like Donald Trump, I mad a deal.

"Look Angel, I'm going to make a deal with you."

As soon as I said that she started smiling. I didn't like that at all. For a moment I guess she thought all that crying and bull shit worked. I then said to her, "I wouldn't smile so fucking fast, Angel.you might not like the terms under which I'll let your brother live," I said looking straight into her eyes. The smile on her face disappeared as quick as it had appeared.

I then broke it down to her like this.

"Angel, you're a bad looking bitch, and your brother should be thankful that you don't look like his ugly ass.. Look baby, hears the deal, and there will be no negotiation."

She looked up at me and paid close attention to my next few words.

"The five G's isn't enough. If I let your brother live the five G's has to come out of my pocket. Ya unda stand where I'm coming from." She nodded her head agreeing with me. I then continued,

"This is how the game works baby. I'm going to front you the five G's.. That means you owe me five grand plus interest." I accentuated the word interest. She looked up at me as though I was speaking in a foreign language.

"What do you mean by interest how much is that going to be?

This is when I dropped what I thought was going to be the bomb.

"You're going to give me a thousand a month plus interest. The interest is your pretty ass."

Her eyes grew wide, and her mouth dropped to the floor. I then said,

"Look baby, its up to you. I'm not a rapist.but that's my price. In this game I make up the rules. You can get up off the couch and walk out of here right now, and brother gets smoked as soon as he pops his head up. Or you can give me some of that pussy and your brother lives to see his next birthday."

Angel sat there motionless. She had a dazed and confused look on her face. I thought I had made it pretty clear.

"If I let you fuck me and I bring you a thousand a month, you'll let my brother live."

"That's what I'm talking about baby.. Look baby. I have to get something for my money. Angel, I like you baby and I think your fine, trust me baby if you rolled up in here looking busted, I would have thrown you out of here a long time ago and your brother would remain a dead man walking."

Angel couldn't keep still, she was moving back and fourth on the couch. Which was causing her tight dress to ride up. She brought both of her hands up to her face. I thought she was going to start that crying shit again. I was just about to get fed up, and throw her ass out when she looked up at me with her pretty little brown eyes and said, "How do I know that after you fuck me and take my money, you won't kill my brother anyway?"

I quickly replied, "YOU DON'T"

I was running out of patients with this little brown cutie. I knew the options I gave her weren't options at all. Bottom line was, I was horny and I wanted some of that pussy. Her brother fucked me, now it was time for me to fuck someone. But it would be her choice. She would have to decide if her brother was worth her pussy. The choice seemed simple to me.

The silence in the room was driving me nuts. She just sat there with a blank look on her face like she was in another world. She was actually in another world. She was in a world that she had no control of. She was in a world where I was the judge and jury.

"Look shortie, the clock it ticking baby, I got places to go and money to make.I'll make it easy for you.. I'm going in the kitchen for a beer.when I return you better be bent over with that ass in the air or you better be out the door."

"But.. But," she started stuttering.

"Hey girl, I don't want to hear another fucking word.the only butt, I want to hear or see is yours. I'll be back in a minute.

I then turned around and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed myself a beer and stood there for a moment. Under any other circumstance, I would have been wining and dining this bitch trying to get into her panties. But not tonight. I stood there for a minute waiting to hear her get up and walk out.

When I walked back into the living room, I saw one of the most beautiful Carmel colored ass's had ever saw. Angel had mad a choice. She chose to sacrifice her pussy for her brother's life. Angel had rolled the top of her dress down just under her breast and she lifted her dress up to her waist. It didn't even seem like she had any cloths on. Her dress looked like a thick belt around her waist. My cock was doing summersaults inside my paints. I just soaked in the moment.

"You made the right choice baby.damn.you look good."

Angel didn't say a word; She didn't say a thing until she heard the sound of my zipper.

"Please.be gentle.. I'm not a slut. I've only had sex a few times. Please don't hurt me," she said without looking back at me.

"Listen hear girl.first of all I don't fuck sluts and second of all if I wanted to hurt you I would have done it already.. Just relax baby.. Shit you might even enjoy it.now be quiet.and let me enjoy my first interest payment."

I undressed slowly never taking my ass off her thick juicy looking ass. From the back her pussy looked very dark compared to her light caramel skin texture. I couldn't wait to hit this ass. I got undressed and looked down at my 8-inch black cock that was begging for some attention. There was going to be no fore plays today. This was going to be a straight up fuck session.

I walked right up behind Angel and placed both of my hands on her ass. At first she jumped. I guess she expected me to slam my cock in her cunt. I wanted to enjoy this pussy I was in no rush, plus I wanted to get my moneys worth. Angel's body relaxed when she realized that I didn't slam my cock in her at that moment. I started rubbing and massaging that thick booty. Her skin was silky smooth. I placed my hard cock right on top of her ass between her ass cheeks. I then pushed forward until my balls rested on her ass. Her ass just felt amazing against my balls.

"How you doing baby.are you ready"

"Yes.. I think so.please go easy"

I stepped back and brought my hand down to her pussy. My finger slid easy between her pussy lips until I hit her clit. I slowly started working my finger in her tight little pussy. Angel pussy was really tight. I spit on my finger and then placed it back in her cunt. I started working my finger in and out of her cunt. Her pussy juices soon joined them in the mix. Angel must have felt a little embarrassed cause she put her hands up to her face.

"Move your hand baby. let me see that pretty face."

"Please don't make me move my hands.I'm so embarrassed," She whimpered threw her hands.

"Come on girl.. don't be embarrassed.you're doing, what you got to do.trust me baby. only you and I will know what goes on in this room. Ok baby.you be nice to me and I will be nice to you."

She was starting to get to me. She was really a sweet girl. I knew I was taking advantage of her. But what could I do? I wasn't totally insensitive.

She then slowly moved her hand away from her face. Angel was so fucking pretty; again I thought to myself, if just met her at a club or something like that, I would be on my knees kissing and licking her sweet ass, trying my best to get into her panties.

I brought the tip of my cock right up to the entrance of her pussy. Her thick ass cheeks kept that pussy nice and warm. I then slowly started working my cock into her sweet pussy. Slowly I watched all 8 inches of my thick black cock disappear into Angel's moist pussy.

"Mmmmmmm...Yeah baby that's it.. take that dick," I moaned. When my cock reached the bottom of her pussy I held it there. I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting and stretching to accommodate my rock hard cock. Her pussy felt incredible. I pulled my cock out and slowly pushed forward. I didn't want to hurt her or scare her. She didn't say a word. I didn't expect her to. I wanted to just enjoy her pussy.

Angel didn't say a word or make a sound as I slowly fucked her doggy style. Her ass was spectacular, as I increased the pace slightly. I could feel her pussy getting wetter. She was starting to breathe faster. And then I thought I heard a little moan.

"How we do' in baby. we cool?" I asked.

She didn't say anything; I started working my hips around trying to see if I could hit her spot.

"Mmmm.. Aghhhhhhhh, "she moaned then quickly put her hand over her face.

I could tell right away that she was enjoying it. But she was to embarrassed to let herself go. I understood what she was going through. Here she was forced to give herself to a strange man, and if she didn't do this man would kill her brother.

"Its ok baby, don't be embarrassed. Enjoy it. I won't tell nobody baby."

I spread Angel's ass cheeks so I could get a better view. Her ass felt like two soft pillows. Her skin was so soft and warm.

"Damn baby... you are so fucking beautiful. God Damn, look at dat ass."

Her perfectly shaped ass captivated me. A part of me was now wishing that it didn't have to go down like this. But there was no way to reverse the way we met. I had no choice but to get those thoughts out of my head and concentrate on what I was doing. Each time I plunged my cock into her body I felt closer to her. With each stoke I started to feel guilty. But I didn't stop. I continued to slow fuck her from behind. Angel was breathing really fast, she was breathing a lot faster then I was fucking her. She closed her eyes and started moaning, it was so soft that I could barely hear it.

"How we do'in baby?" I asked again.

"I'm... I'm ok," She responded."

"See Baby its not so bad.I told you I would be nice.Just relax and go with the flow baby."

"Ok.. I'll try.. You promise your not going to kill me brother."

"Yeah baby.don't worry about that now.lets just enjoy this.. and everything will be fine.. Ok I promise.

I could feel her body starting to relax. Even her pussy seemed to be more relaxed. I pushed her forward and said,

"Spread that ass for me baby.. Let me see it."

Angel brought both her hands behind her and spread her lovely ass cheeks.

"Ohhhh god," she moaned.

The sound of her voice was sending electric chills throughout my entire body. Angel's pussy was well trained. She claimed that she only had sex a few times but I started to doubt that. Her tender cunt muscle new exactly how to sooth a hard cock.

"Damn baby.. you got some good pussy." I whispered.

Angel was moaning a little louder now but I could feel that she was still trying to hold back. It was like her pussy was casting a spell on me. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. A few minutes ago all I wanted to do was give her pussy a hard pounding, and introduce her to my dark side. And now all I wanted to do was make love to this beautiful black woman.

She was truly an angel, and I was the demon. I have fucked a lot of woman in my days but I have never been on an emotional roller coaster like this before. I went from feeling good to feeling bad. My emotions went back and forth while I fucked, my light skinned angel. She was truly a woman to treasure. She was an innocent victim. But I didn't stop.

My mind was all over the place but my cock didn't care. I could feel Angel moving to meet my trust. I stopped moving my hips and to my surprise she continued to fuck me back. Her pussy was on fire and my cock loved it. But my thoughts were confused.

"Turn around baby.. let me see that pretty face," I said as nice as I could.

Angel did as I requested. She turned around and laid back, spreading her legs wide for me. I got on my knees and stared at her for a moment. I placed my cock at the entrance of her beautiful pussy. The thug in me wanted to ram into her cunt. But the true me wanted to make sweet love to her. The battle in my mind was intense. I was so confused. This was not the way I expected to feel. I know I've done a lot of fucked up shit in my life but this time I had to fight with myself to keep my composure. I had to keep focus and I couldn't show any sign of weakness.

I pushed forward and my cock just melted into her pussy. Angel gasped when my cock hit the bottom of her pussy.

"You ok baby?" I asked concerned.

I was a mess. I was weak. A few minutes ago I didn't give a damn how she felt after I gave her a choice. Which wasn't a choice at all.

"Yeah. I'm ok just give me a second. I've never been with a man your size before."

A lot of women have told me that I have a big cock, and it always mad me feel good but this time, I didn't feel anything. I eased my cock out of Angel's pussy and held it there. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt or injure this woman. A part of me wanted to stop but I couldn't. Its tuff being a man sometimes. My mind was telling me one thing but my cock didn't care about how she felt. I don't think I could have stopped now if I wanted too.

Angel looked up at me. I guess she was wondering what I was waiting for.

"Its ok.....go ahead," she whispered.

I looked at her and felt bad She just closed her eyes. I knew what was going on in her pussy. I could tell by how it was squeezing my cock and how her cunt walls slightly trembled when my cock was fully implanted in her. Looking at her with her eyes closed I wondered what was going on in her mind. I wondered if she hated me. I wondered if she hated her brother. I wondered if she felt good or felt like a whore. My mind was buried in a chaotic state while my cock was buried in the sweetest pussy I have even known.

Angel had her eyes closed, while I slowly tried to fuck her. She had her hand on her stomach when I first start fucking her in this position. With every stroke her hand moved closer and closer to her pussy. I could see her fighting with herself. Her hand would get to her pubic hair and then she would quickly slide her hand back up to her stomach. I watched her do this about three times. The next time her hand reached her pussy I said,

"Go head baby.rub it ..it ok Angel ..I won't tell any one baby.. I promise."

She never opened her eyes; her hand went right to her clit.

"Agh.aghhhhhh.Mmmmmm.Mmmmmm," she moaned. When her hand started gently rubbing her clit while my cock went in and out, I thought I was going to blow right there and then.

It was then that she opened her eyes. She was trying her best to hold back a smile. She looked absolutely adorable. She had closed her mouth and tried to bite her bottom lip. She failed miserably. It was the first time that I saw her smile and to this day, it was the most precious smile I have ever seen in my life. Angel tried her best not to let me know what just happened. She was embarrassed that she came.

"Its okay baby. Damn Angel, you have such a pretty smile Angel."

Immediately she put her hand up to her face.

"Come on baby let me see that smile. It's ok, let me see it," I begged.

"I can't. Please, I'm so embarrassed. Please, "she whispered.

"Come on baby.. its cool.. let me see that smile." I begged once again.

Angel paused for a second then brought her hands down. Her sweet smile took me to another place. I was so happy and also so sad. I would have done anything to turn back the hands of time She was the most beautiful woman I have ever known. Powerful men have been brought to there knees by beautiful women. I never understood that until this day.

My mind wanted to grab her and give her a hug and tell that I was sorry for taking her like this but my hips kept pushing forward into her pussy. I could feel my load building up. Angel must have been a real angel because her pussy felt like heaven on earth.

"Ohhhh god baby, that pussy is so fucking good! You're gonna make me cum baby."

"Please don't cum in me.. I'm not on the pill," she moaned.

I could barley hear what she was saying.

I started fucking her really hard I wanted to come so fucking bad. Angel's pussy juices were flowing out of her pussy, giving my cock a shiny glow to it.

"Oh ..God angel. I'm gonna cum baby,"

"Please don't cum in me, cum in my mouth."

"Are you sure baby," I said as I strained getting that last few pumps in.

"Yeah it's ok," she sighed.

As soon as he said that I jumped to my feet. Angel sat right up, wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and took me deep into her mouth.

"I cumm'in baby. Aghghhh.. Aghhhhh.Aghhhh," I screamed as my cock erupted in her mouth.cum.. poured out of my cock and down angels throat.

"Mmm.mmm.mmm," she hummed as my cock jerked and fired cum into her mouth.

For a second I thought she was choking on my cum. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and to my astonishment cum was still pouring out of my cock. I felt my knees getting week. Thick globs of cum oozed out of my cock onto Angel's face. At first she closed her lips. I pushed my hips forward and she opened her mouth and licked the head of my cock.

"Yeah that's it.. get it. get it all a baby."

I never thought I would stop cumming. I felt dizzy and week. My head was spinning. The incredible feelings I felt only lasted a second. It only took a second for the reality of what I had done set in.

Most men only realize what they have done after they cum. Its only then that you can see clearly what you have done, it happens instantaneously. Angel looked up at me for a brief second. Even with a face full of cum she looked incredible. Then the tears started running down her face.

I felt so fucking bad, I wanted to pick her up and give her a hug and tell that I was sorry, but I didn't, Watching Angel cry was unbearable. I just turned around and let her have a moment to herself. I walked over to the phone and called my uncle Ray. I told my Uncle that Freddie's debt was taken care over and to cancel the contract on him. My uncle said,

"What do you mean cancel it?"

"Ray, I will explain it to you later, his bill was paid okay. So call off the boys and I will call you in a few hours."

"OK.. It's your call," my uncle said before he hung up.

I made sure I spoke loud enough for Angel to hear enough of the conversation. I wanted her to hear, I wanted her to know that I kept my word. I walked back over to her and said,

"See baby. I kept my promise.. you saved your brothers Life."

I went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel for her. She had stopped crying for a moment. She took the towel and wiped the cum and tears off her face. She fixed herself up and adjusted her dress. She picked up her pocket book and stood in front of me. There was a long pause. With her head down she said,

"Thank you for letting my brother live."

Then she wrote her phone number down and handed it to me. "This is my phone number.I will be here next month with your money and your interest.

I didn't know what to say I just stood there and watched her walk to the door. I had forgot to tell her one thing.

"Angel your brother can live, but I'm sorry baby. his Ghetto Pass has been revoked.he can never come back to Brooklyn... make sure you tell him."

She just nodded her head and walked out the door. I was sad to see her walk away like that, but a part of me was glad that she left. It helped ease the guilt I felt. I sat down and took inventory of what I had done. I thought I had given Angel a choice.She could have walked out the door if she wanted to. But did she have a choice.what would you have done if you where in my shoes? I know exactly what I did. I used my power to rape an Angel.

Angel came by my place once a month like she promised. She handed me a thousand dollars and would turn around and proceed to undress. I wish I could tell that we mad wild passionate love once a month, but that's not how it went down. It was the type of sex that was cold and unfeeling. She would just stare off into space while I fucked. After I would cum she just get dress and tell me that she would be back next month.

After she paid me off, I never saw her again. Two months after that the police found Angel's brother Freddie in a dumpster in the Bronx. He had apparently tried to rip off a drug crew in the Bronx. They found him with two gunshot wounds to the back off the head. Freddie didn't learn his lesson, I'm not even sure if he knew that his life was spared by his little sisters money and sweet pussy. The following day I sent one of my boys by Angels place. I gave him 10 grand in cash. I told him to tell her that I was truly sorry. I didn't give Angel the money back to help her. I gave her the money back to help myself. In the ghetto not all fairy tales have a good ending.

The End