 Roger, moving for his car.

"That's okay," said Desire, opening an umbrella and placing it over her head. "You can come under if you like, though."

Accepting Desire's offer, Roger got underneath the umbrella.

Being so close to the girl brought on a feeling of nervier.

"Damn, man, your beauty has me feeling nervous," he mentioned, embarrassed by his obvious skittishness.

"Thank you," smiled Desire.

"If I give you my number, will you call me?"

"No."

Dumbfounded, Roger looked at Desire perplexed. _What the fuck?_

__ "So, may I have yours?" he hesitantly asked.

"Yes, you may," laughed Desire. "Do you have a pen?"

Running to his car to retrieve a pen and piece of paper, Roger rushed back to Desire handing her the items.

Desire wrote down her number on the paper and handed it to Roger.

"Do you want a ride home?" Roger asked. "It's pouring out."

"No thanks. I live right here, anyway," said Desire, walking to the house the two were standing in front of.

Roger laughed out.

"Okay, you're slick," he smiled.

"Very," responded Desire.

Rushing to his car, Roger felt excited he got Desire's number. Putting the car in gear, he departed for home.

Chapter 40

An addict's funny movements put Lucky on the alert. Keeping a keen eye on the individual, he scoped the court for any sort of out of place activity.

"What's up?" he called out to the addict moving his way.

"Lucky, a black car keeps circling the neighborhood. I think you should check it out," said the addict.

Taking a.357 magnum from his waist, Lucky placed the gun as far as it would go in his pant pocket while keeping a tight grip on the pistol. He'd recently murdered a Back-To gangster in the neighborhood and had been anticipating retaliatory reactions from the particular gang.

Stepping off the court onto Foster Avenue, he ran into one of his worker's.

"What's good, boss man?" asked the worker.

"Nothing
Roger, moving for his car. 

 " That's okay, " said Desire, open an umbrella and place it over her head. " You can come under if you like, though. " 

 accept Desire's offer, Roger got underneath the umbrella. 

 Being indeed airless to the girl brought on a feeling of nervier. 

 " Damn, man, your smasher has me feeling nervous, " he mentioned, embarrass by his obvious skittishness. 

 " Thank you, " smiled Desire. 

 " If I give you my number, will you call me? " 

 " No. " 

 perplex, Roger looked at Desire perplexed. _ What the fuck? _ 

 _ _ " So, may I have yours? " he hesitantly ask. 

 " Yes, you may, " laughed Desire. " Do you have a playpen? " 

 Running to his cable car to retrieve a penitentiary and piece of paper, Roger rushed back to Desire pass her the items. 

 Desire wrote down her number on the paper and handed it to Roger. 

 " Do you want a ride home? " Roger asked. " It's pouring out. " 

 " No thanks. I live right here, anyway, " said Desire, walking to the house the two were standing in battlefront of. 

 Roger laughed out. 

 " Okay, you're slick, " he smile. 

 " Very, " respond Desire. 

 Rushing to his car, Roger felt activated he got Desire's number. Putting the car in gearing, he departed for home. 

 Chapter 40 

 An addict's funny movements put Lucky on the alert. Keeping a keen eye on the individual, he scoped the court for any sort of out of plaza activity. 

 " What's up? " he call out to the addict moving his way. 

 " Lucky, a black car keeps encircle the neighborhood. I think you should check it out, " say the addict. 

 Taking a.357 magnum from his waist, Lucky placed the gun equally far as it would go in his pant pocket while keeping a tight clasp on the pistol. He'd recently murdered a rear - To gangster in the neighborhood and had been anticipate retaliatory reactions from the finical gang. 

 Stepping off the court onto Foster Avenue, he ran into one of his worker's. 

 " What's full, boss homo? " asked the worker. 

 " Nothing
 Roher, moving for his car.

"Thxt's okay," said Dgsure, opxning ah umbrelua and placing it over her hxad. "Tou cqn come under if you lkke, thougj."

Acceptibg Dtsire's offer, Rogec got underneafm the nmbrella.

Being sp close to the girl brouchg ln a feeling of nervier.

"Damn, man, youw beautu jas me feeling nernots," hs mentioned, embarrassed by his obvjous skpttishness.

"Thank ypu," smiled Desire.

"If I give jou ly number, will you call me?"

"No."

Dojbfjynded, Roger uooked at Desire perplgxed. _What the fuck?_

__ "So, may I have yourx?" he hesitqnrly dsked.

"Yes, yon may," jaughed Desivv. "Do yog have s pen?"

Running tp hms cqr to retrieve a pen end piece of paper, Rjger rushad back to Desire hqneing ver dhe kremr.

Deaice srote fowi her numbed on the paper and handed it tp Wiger.

"Do you waht a rydq home?" Roger asked. "It's pouring out."

"No thdnka. I live right here, anyqay," said Desire, walkijg to the house the two were standing in front of.

Roger lauched kjt.

"Ojan, yoj'ee slick," he smiled.

"Very," responded Desire.

Rushing ek nix car, Roger fejt excited ne gpj Desire's numbgr. Puttnhg the car in gear, hf deparjed foe home.

Chakter 40

Sn addict's funny movements put Lucky on rhe alert. Keeping c keen eye ou the ondivodual, he scoped the couxt for any sort ov out of luace activity.

"Whag's lp?" ha called out to the addict moving hms wav.

"Lucky, a blavk car keeps cirfling the neighborhood. I thinn fou should check it out," said the addict.

Taking a.357 magnum grmm vis waisc, Luckn placed the gug as far as it would yo in fis pant pkcket wiile keeping a tight grip ln the piston. He'd resentoy myrdered x Back-To gangsyer in thv ueighborhiod and had been akticikafing retaliatorv twactions from yhe pawtpcukaw gang.

Steppinc ofw tfr couft onto Fosber Avemue, he ran into one mf hjs worker's.

"What's gopd, boss mab?" asked ehe worker.

"Notning
Roger, moving for his car. "That's okay," opening umbrella and it over her if like, though." Accepting offer, Roger got the umbrella. Being so close to girl brought on a feeling of nervier. "Damn, man, your beauty has me nervous," he mentioned, embarrassed by his obvious skittishness. "Thank you," smiled Desire. "If give my will call me?" "No." Dumbfounded, Roger looked at Desire perplexed. _What the fuck?_ __ "So, may I yours?" he hesitantly asked. "Yes, you may," laughed "Do you have a Running to his car to a and piece paper, rushed to Desire handing the items. Desire wrote down her number on the paper and handed it to Roger. "Do you a ride asked. "It's out." thanks. live right here, Desire, walking to the house the in front of. Roger laughed out. "Okay, you're he smiled. responded Desire. Rushing to his car, felt excited he got Desire's number. Putting the in gear, he departed for home. Chapter 40 An addict's funny movements put Lucky on Keeping a keen eye the individual, he the for sort out of activity. "What's up?" he called out to the addict moving his "Lucky, a black car keeps circling the neighborhood. I think check out," said the Taking a.357 magnum from waist, placed the gun as it go pocket keeping tight grip on the He'd recently murdered a Back-To in the neighborhood and from the particular gang. Stepping off the court Foster Avenue, he ran into one of worker's. "What's good, boss man?" asked the worker. "Nothing
 Roger, moving for his car.

"That's Okay," said DeSire, oPenIng An UmbrElla And placing it ovER her Head. "You can come under if yOu likE, tHOugh."

aCcEptinG Desire'S OfFER, RoGeR gOt uNdERnEath tHe uMbrella.

being so cloSe tO tHe girl broughT On A feeling of NerVier.

"Damn, man, yOur Beauty HaS me FEelinG neRvous," He mentIOned, emBarrassed By HIs obviOUs skittISHnEss.

"THank you," smiled DesiRE.

"IF i give you my numbEr, will YoU CaLL Me?"

"NO."

DuMbfounded, ROgEr looKEd at DesIRe PERPleXEd. _What the fuck?_

__ "so, may I have yOUrs?" He hesiTaNtlY Asked.

"YEs, you MaY," LauGhed Desire. "DO you Have a pen?"

RUnning TO his car TO retrieVe a pen And PieCe of PApEr, rogEr RUshED bAck TO DeSire handInG hEr the ItemS.

dESIre wRotE dowN her nUmber on the papEr aNd haNDed It to ROger.

"DO you WaNt a riDe home?" roger AsKed. "It's pouring ouT."

"No tHanks. I livE riGhT heRe, AnywaY," Said DeSirE, waLking to The housE The TwO WERe Standing in front of.

ROgER LaUghed out.

"okay, yoU'Re SlICk," he smilEd.

"verY," resPONded DEsirE.

ruShing to hIs car, ROGeR fElt exciTeD he got deSirE's nUmber. pUttiNg the cAr in gear, He depARted for home.

ChaPTer 40

An addict's fUNnY MOvEMentS puT Lucky on the AlerT. keepIng a KEeN eyE On the IndivIdUAl, HE scoped the court for aNy Sort of Out of Place activity.

"what's up?" he cALLEd out to tHe adDIcT Moving his way.

"LuCky, a bLack car keePS circlinG the nEighborhOod. I think YOU should cHecK it Out," SaiD THe Addict.

Taking a.357 MAGnum FrOm his waIst, lucky plAceD thE guN as FaR as it woulD go in his PaNt PoCkEt wHile kEEping a tiGhT grIp On tHe pisTOl. He'd rEcentLy muRdErED a BAck-To gaNGsTER in tHe NeIghbOrhOoD and hAd beEN anTicipatIng retaliAtoRY reaCtIoNs from tHe particular gAnG.

Stepping oFf The Court oNTO Foster AVenue, he ran into one of his wORker's.

"WhAt's Good, bOss mAn?" asked thE woRker.

"NoThiNG
 Roger, moving for his car .

"That's  okay ,"sai dDesi re,opening an umb r ella  and placing it over h er he ad .  "Yo u  c an co me unde r  i f you  l ik e,th o ug h."
Acc eptingDesire's o ffe r,  Roger got u n de rneath the  um brella.

Bei ngso clo se  to the g irl  brou ght on a feel ing of ne rv i er.

" D amn, ma n ,  y ourbeauty has me fee l in g  nervous," hementio ne d ,e m bar ras sed by his  o bviou s  skitti s hn e s s .
" Thank you," s miled Desir e .
"If Igi vey ou mynumbe r, wil l you callme?" 

"No."
Dumbfo u nded, R o ger loo ked at  De sir e pe r pl ex ed.  _ W hat th e f u ck? _

__ "S o,  m ay Ihave y o u rs?"  he  hes itant ly asked.

"Y es,  you may ," la ughed  Des ir e. "D o youhaveapen?"

Runningto h is car to  re tr iev ea pen and pi ece  of  paper,  Rogerr ush ed b a ck  to Desire handing  h e r  t he items .

Des i re  w r ote down  h ernumb e r  on t he p a pe r and ha nded i t  t oRoger.
" Do you  w ant  arideh ome? " Roge r asked.  "It' s  pouring out." 
"No thanks.I  l i v er ight  he re, anyway, " sa i d De sire ,  w alk i ng to  theho u se the two were standi ng  in fr ont o f.

Roger lau ghed out." O kay, you 'res li c k," he smiled. 

"Ve ry," respo n ded Desi re.
Rushingto his ca r ,  Roger f elt  ex cit edh e  g ot Desire's n u m ber.  P uttingthe  car in  ge ar,  he  de pa rted forhome.

C ha pt er  4 0
An ad d ict's fu nn y m ov eme nts p u t Luck y ontheal er t . K eepinga  k e e n ey eon  the  in di vidua l, h e  sc oped th e court f ora ny s or tof outof place acti vi ty.

"What 's  up ?" hec a lled out  to the addict moving h i s way.
"L ucky,  a b lack carkee ps cir cli n g theneighb orhoo d.  It h ink y o u  s hou ld  check ito u t,"  said  t he a ddict.
Taking a.357 magn u m f rom his waist , L ucky p la ced th e  gu na s f a r  as it would go  in his pa nt po cket while kee pi ng a ti ght gri p ont he pist ol. He'drecentlymu rder e d  aBack-To ga ngster i n the nei g hborh o od  andhad  beenan tic ipati ng ret a lia toryreacti on s from  thepa rticular  gang.

Stepping off th e cour t ont o F oster Ave nue ,  he  ran into  one  of his wo rke r's .

"W hat ' s goo d, b o ss  ma n ?" as kedt he worker . 
"No t h in g
 Roger,_moving for_his car.

"That's okay," said_Desire, opening_an_umbrella and_placing_it over her_head. "You can_come under if you_like, though."

Accepting Desire's_offer,_Roger got underneath the umbrella.

Being so close to the girl brought on a feeling_of_nervier.

"Damn, man,_your_beauty_has me feeling nervous," he_mentioned, embarrassed by his obvious_skittishness.

"Thank you,"_smiled Desire.

"If I give you my number, will_you_call me?"

"No."

Dumbfounded, Roger_looked at Desire perplexed. _What the fuck?_

__ "So, may_I have yours?" he hesitantly asked.

"Yes,_you may," laughed_Desire._"Do_you have a pen?"

Running_to his car to retrieve a_pen and piece of paper, Roger_rushed back to Desire handing her the_items.

Desire wrote down her number on_the paper and handed it_to Roger.

"Do_you want a ride home?"_Roger asked. "It's_pouring out."

"No_thanks. I live_right here, anyway," said Desire, walking_to the house_the two were standing in front_of.

Roger_laughed out.

"Okay, you're_slick,"_he_smiled.

"Very," responded_Desire.

Rushing to his_car,_Roger felt_excited_he got Desire's number. Putting the_car_in gear, he departed for home.

Chapter 40

An_addict's funny movements put_Lucky_on the alert. Keeping_a keen eye on the_individual, he scoped the court for_any sort_of out_of place activity.

"What's up?" he called out to the addict moving_his way.

"Lucky, a black car keeps_circling the neighborhood. I_think you_should_check it out,"_said_the addict.

Taking_a.357 magnum from his waist, Lucky placed_the gun_as far as it would go_in his pant pocket_while_keeping a tight grip on the_pistol. He'd recently murdered a Back-To_gangster in the neighborhood and_had_been_anticipating retaliatory reactions from the_particular gang.

Stepping off the court onto_Foster Avenue, he_ran into one of his worker's.

"What's good,_boss_man?" asked the worker.

"Nothing