I’ll see you tomorrow,” Pastor Paul said with a pat on his back as the family departed. A man waved Lady over as they left the tent. He was the same one who’d told Billy to take his time — funny since it didn’t take him anytime to proposition the boy’s mother.
“You gone have to take a raincheck on that pop. Mr. Jackson wanna go over some scripture,” Lady begged off.
“Okay!” Mary and Billy both cheered, for different reasons. Mary wanted to take her brother home and fuck him. She’d been getting some every day for the last month now and was totally addicted to the dick. She spent most of her checks on him and she’d run up a tab that she knew she could never afford to pay.
Billy, however, had other plans. Instead of heading home he headed straight over to the pool hall for a little smoke and drank.
****
“If it ain’t Dollar Bill!” Leroy announced with a mock enthusiasm that made the boy hate him even more. “All gussied up too! Where you coming from, church?”
“Yup,” he replied smugly and produced his bankroll. “Dranks on me and I’ll take a couple of them sticks out yo’ pocket too!”
“Okay, okay. I see you getting money, huh?” Leroy said with a deceptive smile. In fact, it bothered him that the boy could make money without him. He already had Byron under his thumb and he wouldn’t stop until he had him too.
“A lil’ somethin’, somethin’. I learned from the best. You the man, Leroy!” Billy said, stroking the man’s ego. Leroy nodded thoughtfully as he tried to decipher whether or not the praise was genuine or not. A slow smile spread on his face when he decided that it was.
“Put that money away lil’ nigga! All dranks and sticks is on me!’ Leroy announced. Billy smiled too at seeing that men could be played just as easy as women — easier actually.
****
Mr. ‘Take Yo’ Time’ took his time making love to Lady. It wasn’t until the next day when he finally finished. He’d rocked her world so well she gave him half of his money back.
Both Lady and Mary were sound asleep when Billy got in pissy drunk from drinking free drinks all night. Everything was all good in a bad way, but things were about to get worse, a lot worse.
Chapter 13
“One day you gon’ be up there,” Lady leaned over and whispered into Billy’s ear as Pastor Paul prowled the pulpit. “You got talent.”
“Shol’ do!” Mary seconded. She, however, was talking about his skills in the bed not the pulpit, and he knew it. Billy twisted his lips and shot her a side eyed glance. Just beyond her he saw Bernice licking her lips lustfully while staring at him. He snapped his head the other way only to find Shawna glaring at him. If he had eyes in the back of his head he’d have seen Shonda and her mama both staring at him as well.
“One day,” he replied. Not because he knew the future but because Pastor Paul had told him he would.
Billy noticed that the preacher seemed a lot closer to the other boys in The Junior Pastor Team. He’d share inside jokes, laugh, and spend extra time with them; especially the girly Earl. Billy assumed he did so because he needed the extra attention because he was so extra.
Billy grinned and nodded in appreciation when the collection plate came around once again. It weighed heavily in his hands from being so full of cash. It was that same cash that paid for his clothes and the steaks that Pastor fed him. His mother nodded proudly when he dropped in some more of his own money. Billy knew that he’d get it and more back so it was all good.
“Amen!” Lady shouted once the sermon finally came to an end. It could’ve ended an hour earlier if her new friend Mr. ‘Take Yo’ Time’ hadn’t kept urging Pastor to take his time. Pastor didn’t mind because he’d been able to push that plate around one more.
“I’m shol’ is hungry! My stomach just a rumbling,” Mary grimaced with a hand on her belly.
“I’ma get us a car soon as I turn
“You gone have to take a raincheck on that pop. Mr. Jackson wanna go over some scripture,” Lady begged off.
“Okay!” Mary and Billy both cheered, for different reasons. Mary wanted to take her brother home and fuck him. She’d been getting some every day for the last month now and was totally addicted to the dick. She spent most of her checks on him and she’d run up a tab that she knew she could never afford to pay.
Billy, however, had other plans. Instead of heading home he headed straight over to the pool hall for a little smoke and drank.
****
“If it ain’t Dollar Bill!” Leroy announced with a mock enthusiasm that made the boy hate him even more. “All gussied up too! Where you coming from, church?”
“Yup,” he replied smugly and produced his bankroll. “Dranks on me and I’ll take a couple of them sticks out yo’ pocket too!”
“Okay, okay. I see you getting money, huh?” Leroy said with a deceptive smile. In fact, it bothered him that the boy could make money without him. He already had Byron under his thumb and he wouldn’t stop until he had him too.
“A lil’ somethin’, somethin’. I learned from the best. You the man, Leroy!” Billy said, stroking the man’s ego. Leroy nodded thoughtfully as he tried to decipher whether or not the praise was genuine or not. A slow smile spread on his face when he decided that it was.
“Put that money away lil’ nigga! All dranks and sticks is on me!’ Leroy announced. Billy smiled too at seeing that men could be played just as easy as women — easier actually.
****
Mr. ‘Take Yo’ Time’ took his time making love to Lady. It wasn’t until the next day when he finally finished. He’d rocked her world so well she gave him half of his money back.
Both Lady and Mary were sound asleep when Billy got in pissy drunk from drinking free drinks all night. Everything was all good in a bad way, but things were about to get worse, a lot worse.
Chapter 13
“One day you gon’ be up there,” Lady leaned over and whispered into Billy’s ear as Pastor Paul prowled the pulpit. “You got talent.”
“Shol’ do!” Mary seconded. She, however, was talking about his skills in the bed not the pulpit, and he knew it. Billy twisted his lips and shot her a side eyed glance. Just beyond her he saw Bernice licking her lips lustfully while staring at him. He snapped his head the other way only to find Shawna glaring at him. If he had eyes in the back of his head he’d have seen Shonda and her mama both staring at him as well.
“One day,” he replied. Not because he knew the future but because Pastor Paul had told him he would.
Billy noticed that the preacher seemed a lot closer to the other boys in The Junior Pastor Team. He’d share inside jokes, laugh, and spend extra time with them; especially the girly Earl. Billy assumed he did so because he needed the extra attention because he was so extra.
Billy grinned and nodded in appreciation when the collection plate came around once again. It weighed heavily in his hands from being so full of cash. It was that same cash that paid for his clothes and the steaks that Pastor fed him. His mother nodded proudly when he dropped in some more of his own money. Billy knew that he’d get it and more back so it was all good.
“Amen!” Lady shouted once the sermon finally came to an end. It could’ve ended an hour earlier if her new friend Mr. ‘Take Yo’ Time’ hadn’t kept urging Pastor to take his time. Pastor didn’t mind because he’d been able to push that plate around one more.
“I’m shol’ is hungry! My stomach just a rumbling,” Mary grimaced with a hand on her belly.
“I’ma get us a car soon as I turn
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