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"Pussy Crook....Pt. 2"
  by Miss T
  - This Poem is a response to the poem Pussy Crook.... by Miss T


Hey babe...
He hears screaming and muffled noises
Hello..
He hears her scream again
Hello T....T he says louder but it seems like no one is listening

Shut up bitch!
Please she whimpers tears are in her eyes but he doesnt care takes it as her wanting more as he picks up his speed
She screams

T...baby... T the voice on the phone.
He gets nervous thinking where she could be. It might be too late but he's got to try to get to her. He's looking around for his keys...Oh shit! she's in my car he thinks.
He comes out the room he was in...walks towards his brother...and with the phone still attached to his ear...His eyes begin to water...

He's all on her neck, licking and sucking as if this is something that she really wants. In his sick twisted mind he's making love to her. He rips her shirt exposes her bra. Shes tugging and still fighting to get away. Thinking to herself
where is everybody? That mall was packed. Where is security? They dont have cameras in here?
Smack...Shes crying louder and screaming
Shut up bitch! You know you like it.
Ahhh...Shhhhhiiiit Damn girl, you so tight.

The tears are falling because he hears the sick bastard.
I need your keys he says to his brother
What? Man, whats wrong? because not only can he see the look on his face but he can hear whats going on, on the phone.
He doesnt respond and starts walking towards the door
When they get to the car and pull
His brother turns where was she at last?
The mall he says the mall...I wanted to go with her and she begged me not too
I should have just went...Damn I should have just went.

Hes continuing to have his way with her
The tears are falling and as her life is flashing before her
She has to be honest and say she's always saw this coming...
She thinks How can I get this nasty nigga off of me?
Shes fighting
Hes fighting
Swing she misses
He punches and connects
snatches and pulls her closer and she can feel the skin on her back scraping
And even tho it hurts she continues to run
He snatches slaps and pulls her closer
Flips her over and after her head connects with the gear shift
She sees in the distance an object that looks sharp enough to pierce skin
And while he's having his way with her from the back
She begins to reach and reach
And....

To be continued...
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Date Submitted: Aug 02, 2007 (02:26 PM)
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comment icon  POEM RESPONSES (1)
Date: 08/03/07 (01:02 AM)
Author: Miss T
Poem Title: Pussy Crook....pt. 3

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comment icon  COMMENTS (7)
  touchdapearl2
04/26/08 (07:33 PM) 
dam this could keep going this is a fav!

  poetexcellence
12/16/07 (09:02 PM) 
See you are not even right...making me go through all of these emotions...It is terrible what is happening to the woman...I just want it to stop...this horrific situation to end..but you got the pen..you are an excellent writer and whoa.....10...10..10..for the build-up and the suspense and the oh gosh feeling you give me that makes me can't wait for the next read...please include some ass kicking with the pussy crook...poet.

  Mr. TELL THE T...
12/04/07 (06:02 AM) 
See you are dead wrong for all this suspense!!!! You are an exellent writer.... Okay got go...I got more to read!!!!!

  Lil Vonne
10/03/07 (09:21 AM) 
Wow, oh wow, gotta read pt3. U already kno wat is....10stars

  Lite
09/28/07 (04:08 PM) 
OH HELL NAH...DIS IS FIRE...DAMN SIS,DAMN...THIS SHIT IS SCRARY BUT THIS SHIT IS TIGHT DAM,LOVELY IT DEF EASED MY CERIOUSITY FROM THE LAST ONE,THIS IS SO U,SO FREASH SO DIFFERENT I SHOULD TRY THIS,DAMN SIS ONCE AGAIN MAKING ME PROUD,GREAT WRITE SIS.

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