Chasing a Bag in Prison by Herman Lee Edwards

“Diiamund De’ore! You know I been sitting back observing how you move for a little minute now and I like what I’ve seen enough, to wanna fuck with you, Lil Mama” Officer Moniison said.

“First and foremost, Papi ain’t nuffin neva been little about me boo. And I’m most definitely with whatever you on…just let me know what its hitting for and Imma make it, make centz”. Diiamund De’ore replied to him.

“Well Aiigh Bigg Mama”. He laughed as he licked his sexy full thick lips while eyeing her. “So what I need to bring you, to get this movement jumping beau gorgeous!”

Laughing out loud, not believing this sexy man in front of her,

“You know what! Imma give you 2 pointz for being original with your smoothness and 10 pointz for wanting to risk your job and freedom on me. Which it meanz more than you’ll ever know… but my actions will speak volumes is all I can say boo”.

“Diiamund De’ore! Can you…..”

“Damn excuse you! Don’t you see me talking! Damn!” She said with much attitude to one of the offenders, who was really just tryna check the temperature tryna be nosy.

“Whatever” The offender replied as he kept walking by.

“Yo Boo listen! When you make your last round ill have a vibe for you, explaining everything to a T, so you can know what its hitting for so you and I wont ever have to be standing at my cell door too much, causing unwanted attention from all the haterz, snitches, and fuck nikkaz! Now go head papi! Before your sexy self getz Bigg mama in trouble.”

“Alright Ma! But be kool and focus on the bigger picture and not these bird brainz, aiigh!”.

“Yeah my sexy man! Now goooo, before I pull you inside this cell”. He gave  her that million watt smile as he walked off, really wanting to take her up on the ladder.

 The next morning…..

Sleeping much lighter than she slept in the street. So when she heard her door pop open it made her jump out of her light rest, heading straight to her door to look out, and see nobody out but seeing the normal junkiez standing at they doorz looking at nuffin but hoping they see everything to be able to snitch just to get a small pebble piece of paper deuce which is K2 mixed with fentanyl and everything else… that is sprayed on 100%. Cotton paper and gold for $850.00 to $1500.00 a sheet and the same exact size of a postal stamp sold for $20.00 to $70.00 a square.

After getting herself together and making it out of the hallway where she met up with S.Moniison.

“Grab that plastic bag with the cleaning supplies for all block ma. And I’ll see you later beau gorgeous”. He said while giving her a smile that brought her to her kneez.

“Later my heart!” blowing hima kiss as she headed to her cell with the pack.

~~~~ Enjoy~~~~

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