Page 56 of Mafia Kings & Wedding Rings
Oh shit!
More comments poured in, and women hopped on left and right to agree or add to my statement.
Preach!Someone yelled.
While another typedIKTR. I couldn’t help but snicker at some of the snide remarks, but it was obvious from Brick’s face that he didn’t like that shit as he rolled his eyes and took another toke of his blunt.
“Most of these women don’t even like to be held accountable when they are wrong. See me, I come from the game. I’ve seen women play their role and hold the family down, that’s what I know.”
“Well, everybody don’t come from privilege,” I surmised. “Some women didn’t have anyone to look up to or guide them and had to figure shit out on their own.”
“I don’t judge nobody at the end of the day for that either because we all come from different walks of life. I’m just saying, own that shit and do better. You can’t expect a man to take you seriously when you don’t even give a fuck. Women don’t even take pride in being women no more but glorify being hoes and side chicks.”
I like this!PrettyBrwn86 commented.
Healthy debating!Another viewer chimed in.
So far, we had over two thousand people and counting tapping into our feed.
“Nah, see we not going there, because a man will say he wants one thing but cheat on his good woman with them same hoe types he complain about,” I pointed out.
That part!One woman cosigned.
“Aight, but women don’t do the same thing?” He brought his face closer to the camera and squinted. “Go get a square ass nigga with some paper then fuck the real nigga on the side?” he questioned with smoke in his lungs.
“I can’t speak for other women.” Touché.
“Okay then.” Brick nodded and skimmed more of the comments. “Now, take tonight for instance though. I take this lil’ piece out to get to know her.” He swiped his five o’clock shadow with his hand. “Whole time she on some groupie shit. Snapping selfies of everything and going live instead of absorbing the experience and having a conversation. She talked about herself the whole time to the point where I stopped fucking listening. Then got mad when I just dropped her ass off at home when we were done. I could’ve easily smashed, but I was turned off by her whole persona. I don’t get credit for that though. It’s plenty of chicks I’ll pass on for the simple fact I know they ain’t about shit.”
“Isn’t that noble of you, sparing the thirsty thots,” I cackled, causing him to laugh and choke on his weed.
Hol’ up. I know u ain’t talking about me!AjaSweets92 typed.
“Definitely talking about yo’ ass!” Brick yelled at the camera. “There’s a way to shut down all that speculation you might have over there though, mama.”
“And what might that be?” I smoothed some of my hair back and propped my arm on a pillow behind me.
This ain’t nothing but a ploy from him for that little fake contest he doing!One viewer added.
PR stunt!Agreed another.
“Let me take you out,” Brick proposed, pinching the blunt between his fingers and peering into the camera.
Oh shit! Did he just ask her out?
Girlll, you better say yes!
We were up to like ten thousand people watching and counting. I couldn’t believe he got me to do this, but flirting was something that came natural with Brick once he started talking. Blushing and lowering my head, I took a moment before looking into the camera.
“Now what exactly is your idea of a date? This ain’t no Netflix and chill shit. I want to be wined and dined.”
“Say less. I’ll send you the details.”
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