"Jailless Colored," Yasmine said cuddling up to him. "Their maim enemies call them that so don't mess with the BF.." Twisting his face to hers, she mouthed the word okay.
"Good night." He placed the emptied cup back on the night stand. Nachine's not working with them. She stole their supplies but not much of it. Maybe he follow Ebony former belief's using the BF to kill Nachine.
Nachine pushed on her side door of the house for sale. The place had been abandon for two to three years. The water was still on and electricity that made it a good hide out. She didn't use the electricity fear of neighbors notifying the owner. Nachine kick her foot to find her flashlight. She dropped to floor and crawled, feeling her hand around her mattress .
"Nachine,"a voice whispered.
She stood up. "Is that you Valerian?"
"I'm coming in," he said.
She hurried to block the door with her two by four,but couldn't find it. Somebody has been here. She dropped to the floor searching around her mat. Her hand recoiled from the cold steel of her flashlight. She used it to find the broom closet. "Come in."
Valerian crept in the direction of her voice. She snatched on the light hanging inside closet's ceiling, once Valerian entered the closet and closed the door. "What is it you trying to do stealing my papers?"
"I want in what you stole," Nachine paused. "I can protect you."
"See Khalilah won't listen. " Valerian rubbed his hands together watching Nachine from the corner of his eyes. "My penis isn't fantastic as it use to be. I'll whip on her and she won't obey me."
"You lost it, believing Khalilah could run things."
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