Tamia had barely managed to get out of the house in time. After jumping out the kitchen door and haul assing through the neighborhood, Tamia had stopped for sixty seconds to breathe and calm down.
And after heading towards the church, Tamia was walking by an alley when she was grabbed. Screaming, she stopped when Heavy’s big meaty face peered down at her. Angry he slapped her hard and sneered, “The f**k you been b***h? I paid a good four bands to have this pretty little mouth wrapped aroun’ my d**k. The hell you think you doin’?”
Not showing him weakness as he grabbed her face, Tamia felt a rush go through her. It was cold and powerful, but as it settled inside her she wasn’t afraid.
Instead, she could see so much better. And in her eyes, he was so weak, and that wasn’t something
