Chapter 4: A Fun, Nasty Visit
It was Spring Break, and I had decided to go visit my Uncle Ron. I didn't want to stay on campus, nor did I want to be bothered with my parents, so I made the choice to go see to go kick it with Unk, instead. Once I got there, it was so refreshing to be away from school, so I fully began to relax.
"Wassup, Damon?!"
"Sup, Unk?! What it is, man?"
"Shit, chillin, chillin..."
My Unk was cool as a bitch. I was 22, and he was 28, so we were pretty close in age, that's why we got along so good. We had much in common. More than I knew.
"I'm glad that you decided to come and kick it with your Unk for a few days, man. A nigga be lonely and shit, yo."
"Yeah, right, nigga. You don't be lonely. All the hoes that you have running up & through this bitch? Please..."
"I do need to male bond and all that other hoe shit at times, nigga."
"Whatever. Who's bags are these?"
"Aw, damn, man. I forgot to tell you that Charrise is her to stay a couple of days, too. Hope you don't mind."
"Risse? No, it's cool..."
Charrise was my Cousin and my Unk Ron's Niece. We were about the same age, so I thought that it would be cool to kick it with her, as well. When I finally saw her, I couldn't believe my eyes. Cuz was hot to death, yo! Long hair, pretty brown eyes, nice tits, with a fat ass to match. I know that this was my blood, but, damn.
"D!"
"Wassup, Risse? Man, I ain't seen your ass in a hot one. What's good?"
"Going to school and stuff like that. Decided to crash here with Unk because I could not take my folks."
"I'm here for the same reasons, man."
"That's cool. Then this should be a fun couple of days, then."
"It should..."
A severe thunderstorm kept the three of us in for the night, so we just decided to chill out on the couch and catch up. Unk rolled up a blunt, and we got to cheifing, which lead to some shit.
"So, Niecy, what nappy headed ass niggas you been fucking around with?"
"What? I ain't been messing around with nobody, Unk. Don't have time for all that stuff."
"Girl, you ain't got to be all sainted with me. I ain't your Pops. Quit talking so safe around here, too. Ya'll grown. I gives no fuck about cussing. We close to the same age. No need to respect me. Cool?"
"Cool."
"So, tell me, who you been fucking with?"
"Well, I only been with one dude. I just broke up with him. We were together for about four months."
"Aight, aight. Did he treat you good?"
"Yeah, he did. Very nice. It was just that- never mind. I forgot who I was talking to for a minute. Must be this weed."