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9:45, the doorbell rings. Jamaica looks at the clock and smiles. She walks over to door and opens it...

Stitch was standing there wearing a red t-shirt, blue jean shorts, and some red and white Air Force Ones. "What's up ma", says Stitch as he hugs Jamaica pushes her back into the house. He backs her up against the wall. "Hey Stitch". He looks her up and down behinds biting his bottom lip. "Damn, you look good". "Thanks". He picks her up and carries her into her room.

He layed her down on the bed and begin to romantically kiss her. He rubbed his hands up and down her sides. Jamaica held onto his waist. Stitch suddenly started to slowing grind against her. He kissed down her chin to her neck. Jamaica closed her eyes and exhaled softly. He kissed all around her neck until he felt he jumped when he hit her soft spot. He continued to kiss and suck in that one spot. Jamaica held onto his waist tighter and exhaled and inhaled harder.

He slowly kissed down to her collar bone. Jamaica opened her eyes. "Wait Stitch". He looked up at her. "I can't have sex, I'm not ready", says Jamaica. He stood up and looked down at Jamaica laying on the bed. "I can't push you", he says holding his hand out to help her up and off of the bed. She grabbed his hand and he pulled her up. "What do you wanna do then", she asks? "It doesn't matter to me", he says. Right after he said that, his cell phone rings. "Hello"? "Stitch, come to Big Rob's house, this dude says he wants two of them". "Alright, I'm on my way". They hang up their phones. "Baby, I gotta go handle some business". "Okay, call me later on tonight". "Alright, I may need you to do something for me". "Okay". Jamaica stood up and walked him to the door. They kissed and he was gone.

"What's up Stitch", says the guy who called him. "What it do Steve". Stitch walked to the back room with Steve.

The room was full of guys smoking weed and drinking liquor. "Where's the guy", asks Stitch. "Right there", points Steve to a guy in the corner sitting in a chair. Stitch walked over to the guy. "You want two"? "Yeah, just two". Stitch reached in his pocket and pulled out two bags of cocaine. He looked at Steve. "Is he good for it". "Yeah, I've known him for a good while". "That doesn't matter, is it undercover". "No, we checked, trust me Stitch". "I can't trust you, you a sneaky mutha-fucka". "Whatever Stitch, whatever".

Stitch looked back at the guy. The guy was holding out his money. Stitch handed him the two bags and took the money. "Nice doing business with you". Then he walked out of the room and out of the house. He got into his car and called Jamaica.

"Hello"

"Hey boo"

"Hey Stitch, where are you"

"That's not important right now, can you meet me somewhere"

"Where"

"Meet me in front of Mariah's house"

"Alright"

"Iight, see you there"

"Okay, bye"

"Bye"