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"Pussy Crook...."
  by Miss T


Sliver Bells played in the department store. Kids running around screaming playing and she smiles to herself. Thinking this is my first Christmas with him and she wants it to be perfect. Doing what most girls love shes having some luck. A gift for his Dad, Sister, Lil Brother, and his brand new baby Nefews so she was on a roll, but no gift for him. They had been in each others lives for close to ten years now and finally after all of the praying and waiting they were finally together, so she wanted this gift to be perfect.

She looked down at the clock realized that it was close three and she was still coming up short. She turns around like you know you get the feeling someone is watching, she shrugs it off and as she grabs her phone it rings.
Hey..
Hey (she even says it with her face because its him) baby I was just getting ready to call you.
Aw yeah (She turns around because she gets that feeling again)
Yeah baby I am on my way I got somethings but I didnt get everything I wanted she said looking down at the bags she had but it will due, I still got some more time...
Yeah you do, baby I miss you
Huh, I just left but I am-
No you left at 10:00am its almost 4:00pm baby I am hungry you know I cant cook, I need you
She laughs and gets that feeling again turns in the direction of it
You are so silly she says
He says well naw I am telling the truth
She says yes yes I know, but hey I am on the way...she thought to herself I better get off this phone because I got to be fully aware of my surroundings
He said okay babe, love you
Love you too she smiles at the phone and hangs up

Shes walking to the parking garage where the car is... walks around to the trunk opens it and begins putting her bags in there. She gets that feeling only this time its a guy walking past the car she looks up closes the trunk. Walks around to the driver side and prepares to get in. Out of the corner of her eye she sees that guy..

He clears his throat and walks towards her
She says Can I help you with something?
He doesnt say anything she turns to get in the car and as she gets in
He forcefully knocks her down
She screams
He hits her and says if you dont scream it wont hurt
She screams and as if she is reaching to get to the otherside of the car
Knocks her purse over and her phone falls to floor
Dails the last call received...

And with each blow to her face because shes still screaming
The man continues the fantasy that hes had of her since she walked into the department store as the person on the phone hears whats going on....

To Be Continued...

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Date Submitted: Aug 02, 2007 (01:01 PM)
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comment icon  POEM RESPONSES (1)
Date: 08/02/07 (02:26 PM)
Author: Miss T
Poem Title: Pussy Crook....Pt. 2

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comment icon  COMMENTS (12)
  touchdapearl2
04/26/08 (07:32 PM) 
uhm.....i love the story line here,that dam crook,lol

  letmesaymmmm
02/19/08 (06:04 AM) 
INTRIGUE

  letmesaymmmm
02/19/08 (06:04 AM) 
WOW

  sankara
01/04/08 (04:10 PM) 
Perfection is all I see! this was too hot and well crafted for those with conscience eyes! keep the pen flowing. peace and love

  da champ is he...
01/03/08 (01:16 AM) 
a ten is a ten yo i didnt know what the deal ws i thought her man was in the stare or somthing, ill ready fa part two

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