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[Samantha Dugger]

Tyrese studied the woman for a while longer and watched as she headed out the main gate. Looking around he eyed the back door and quickly made his escape before the bouncer had time to snatch at him. Sliding through the misty darkness that seemed to encase him he slide into his car after reaching it on the side of the walk where he had hidden it into the shadows for his 'visit' to let this new main in on what went on in Jacksons part of town.

Gangs were springing up everywhere and like this club it was just another dart thrown at his life board and he was not cat. One good shot to the head and he would be dead. He started his car slowly and reached over hitting in a CD of his fathers and listened as Candy Shop began to play. So his father was a famous rapper, so what. People knew him by it, so what. He pushed the car into gear and tore out onto the main street, almost hitting someone as he did.

He was about to turn a corner when he saw the younger woman once more out of the corner of his eye. Slowing the car down he decided to make an offer, not for sex but for a ride. Would she trust him? Fuck, what reason did she have. But he could try. He pulled his car up along the side of the side walk and rolled down the dark tented window to the passenger side. He was one of the more 'rich' gang members and people knew him by it.

"It's gonna start pouring down rain soon, want a lift? I'll even pay you!" He said sweetly. He wasn't really all that cocky and he felt no reason to be. Cocky meant he had to act like he was tough and he only did that when he really had to be. He wasn't cocky with her boss he didn't think. He gave him the rules and got out. Cocky would have been threating him with his life, which was something Tyrese just wouldn't ever do with something so simple and easy.

The breaking glass was a simple message letting him know he didn't fuck around and would only be forced into killing him if he had to and had no other options of destroying the mans life.

[Mary-Kate Lovettes]

let's get these teen hearts
beating faster, faster

Mary-Kate glanced over at the car that pulled over and when the window rolled down, they landed on Mister Jackson. He mentioned it was going to rain...Though she honestly loved walking in the rain, as strange as that sounded, she didn't want to end up having to walk all the way to her crappy ass apartment-which wasn't exactly right around the corner. Try another three miles, first apartment building to the left on the main road. She would know, she ran the full three miles, and back, every moning to keep herself in shape-other than the whole dancing thing. It took a lot to keep a body like her's. Noone got it over night-not even with surgery.

She seemed to debate it, rolling her eyes but actually chuckling when he said he would pay her,"Keep your money," she stated as she opened the door, slipping in gracefully, crossing one smooth, golden leg over the other.

She wasn't used to getting into the cars of strangers. She may be a part time prostitute, but she knew better than to go into a stranger's car. She didn't stand on the corner like most did, she got the majority of her clients from the men she would meet at clubs. How? She just knew exactly what to say and how to move to make a man come crawling back for more.

"Thanks," she stated, at least being somewhat polite-because she was thankful, she wasn't goig to hold a grudge. She wasn't really ticked at him, more so at Cain,"Downtown Neighborhood," she informed him as to what area she lived in, flashing a sweet yet slightly sarcastic smile. She couldn't help it.

She seemed to glance over at the dashboard,"Nice...Stick," he drove a stick. Good. She hated it when guys drove automatics. Those sucked ass. Hey, if she could drive stick, guys should too. She loved feeling the engine roar and the car speeding down the street. She would drive her friends' cars every now and again or race one of Cain's just for the hell of it-and to piss him off that she would steal his keys every so often.

[Samantha Dugger]

He couldn't help but let his mind go into the gutter on that one."You haven't seen it yet." He looked over at her and once she was seated well he nodded to her thank you and off they went."Sorry, just teasing ya." He reached out turning down the volume so she wouldn't have to strain her voice as they had done in the club. He was a gentle man at heart, that was one thing his father had taught him far to well about.

Hearing her apartment location he smiled."Oh. You live in my hood huh? Got to love the Ghetto though I'm sure I'm probably allot deeper than you are." He shifted gears pulling onto a more secluded road just to speed up."You drive allot?" This way was slightly longer, well about ten minutes if you were going the sped limit but with him driving it would only be a couple if that. He looked over at her her and then let his eyes search her body.

He did how ever hid it enough to let her know he wouldn't touch her without her full permission to enter those legs. Her ass didn't bug him so much and it was more so of a high five to the man watching them and to her saying she did a good job. He had never raped a woman...well yea he never really had. They agreed and he would fuck them like crazy, they were special and he would make love to them and those ones that didn't say yes but didn't really object? Well those ones he took slight advantage off but when they said no more he stopped.

He watched his mother get beat down so many times when he was younger and since his mother and father were only best friends, no really they were best friends but nothing more. They had sex regularly just when they wanted to and that night they didn't have a condom but were to drunk to realize it. Nine months later here came little Ty and Tea and both of the patent's agreed to stay friends and raise the children instead of getting married and killing enough other.

His father was a well known rapper by the time he was born but had known his mother for years before then. She never moved in with him or anything but when Tyrese turned ten he moved in with his daddy. He was respected as a gangster for how he acted."Do you wanna drive?"

[Mary-Kate Lovettes]

let's get these teen hearts
beating faster, faster

"Hell yea I drive," she chuckled,"When I can, of course," Mary-Kate absolutely adored driving and though most gals couldn't drive in pumps, Mary-Kate had gotten her license wearing pumps. She made sure to learn how to drive in heels before driving in anything else.

When he offered her the wheel, she cocked an eyebrow in surprise,"You're kidding," she said it, obviously shocked he would let her,"Pull over..." though her face looked calm, the excitement was there in her cool gray-teal eyes. She didn't drive as often as she would like, but it was enough that she wouldn't get rusty.

She really needed to get herself a car. It would probably save her a lot of time than waiting for the bus or walking everywhere-though it all did keep her in shape.

Honestly, she didn't really want to go home, if her apartment could even be called home. It didn't even look like anyone lived there and yet she kept a deadlock on it as if there was buried treasure hidden in her closet. To her, the most valuable thing she had in there were her pet fish. Yes, she had to keep some form of a pet or she would look like one hell of a lonely woman. She had two Japanese fighting fish. A male that was a deep blue color and a female that was maroon colored. The two were kept, obviously, in seperate tanks and she took damn good care of them-had them since she moved in there. The happily sat on her dresser, patiently waiting for her to come home every night.

And though she did sleep around for a quick buck, she never slept with a guy in her apartment. Hell, she wouldn't let anyone step foot in there except her mother-and her mother was at her aunt's house on the nicer side of town. But since her aunt refused to pay for anything except for the roof over her head and because she refused to have la nina de ese desgriaciado running around her home, Mk had gone right out the door, only allowed to make occassional visits-usually to bring her mother medicine and keep her company.

It had to be worth something if Mk gave up the one school she always wanted to go to, Juliard, to take care of her.

[Samantha Dugger]

He let a smile show like a stone shinning on his lips as he pulled the car to the side of the road and pushed it into the correct gear for her to start. He slide out letting her climb into the drivers seat. Once they were into position he pointed to the gages."Keep it under 150, my plug blows at 155, 150 she starts to shake." He looked over into her eyes sweetly and winked lightly."This thang is far from factory beautiful." He adjusted in his seat looking at her heels and smiled.

He liked this girl already, she showed her true colors and she honestly remembered him allot of his sister....oh god. His sister....Sam was a bitch from hell when it came to girls in this car and if she saw the girl driving it hell would be to pay but fuck her. Thats what he said to her anyway, if she could fuck around with every Joe blow around then he could let a beautiful woman drive his brand new over a million dollar car right?

He leaned over hitting the stereo off to let her hear the full sound of the engine."Show me what you got girl." He smiled slightly. He could tell she was down on her luck, just from how she walked and talked. He knew that look. His sister had it, it was that bitch plz look they got just to hold the world away. Samantha had been raped and between more so than not by her mothers 'boy friends' as they called them.

His mother was a striper and those boys loved to come home and rape the girls. Personally Ty liked a girl that had a worst past just so he knew where they were coming from."I think you would get along with my sister, Samantha Dugger?"

[Mary-Kate Lovettes]

let's get these teen hearts
beating faster, faster

Mary-Kate gave him the bitch...please look when he told her to show him what she got. She smirked, nonetheless, and suddenly sped off. She drove as gracefully as she walked. Her seldner hands didn't grip the wheel tight, in fact there were pretty loose, and she looked comfortable in her seat, her one hand on the stick as she swiftly switched the gears, making sure to stay just on 149.

Mary-Kate shook her head lightly, her eyes glancing over at him,"I barely know anyone around here, so I probably don't know her," she gave an apologetic shrug. She really didn't know anyone. She had friends, sure, but they were either the bartenders from work, the bouncers, or the other club girls. And all of them were mostly just aquantanced. Not so much 'friends'. She just found it hard to trust people at work. They could easily have Cain using them, and people outside of work were clients-whom she saw once and never again-and she always kept it that way.

In fact, she sort of expected the same with Mister Jackson here. She would see him once and then never again. It was just how her life worked out for her. People were always a one time thing. She always made sure never to get attached.

She shifted into second and then third, just passing 150, her eyes onto the speedometer. She oculd feel the car starting to shake a bit but she narrowed her eyes, her teeth playing with her neon pink tongue peircing as she concentrated. Then she smirked. She was gonna push the limit-which she always did,"Just a heads up," she chuckled,"If she blows, my bad," She seemed to gracefully slam her foot on the pedal, just hitting 155, easily slipping in and out of traffic, her eyes not leaving the road. She was obviously enjoying herself.

She slowly started to ease off, shifting down until she was back down to about 25 since she was right by her apartment building by now. Finally, she came to asteady stop and smiled at Tyresse, like a little kid who just got exactly what she wanted for Christmas, though that really hadn't happened since she was in gradeschool. After that she usually got a smack or a punch, and sometimes a kick as a present. Sometimes she wondered if her life would be different if she had simply told her mother what her step father was doing to her. But her mother had seemed so happy...

Mk didn't want to take that happiness away from her. And in the end-the very man that brought a smile onto her mother's face took it away.

[Samantha Dugger]

As she slowed he smiled and shook his head."I was joking, it blows at 175 honey. With your attitude i knew better than telling you the really limit." He smiled slightly and looked around."Oh okay your just inside it, good now I don't have to worry about my boys getting ahold of you. " He cared about these girls which shocked people but one more time he got it from his daddy. His father took care of his mom, made her laugh, gave her a shoulder when she needed it when the Darth thing went down and SAM was born.

Tyrese did the same for his wemon and he didn't have kids, YET. He was nineteen years old and sure as hell didn't want one yet either though, well he didn't have the time or yea you know for one yet. He watched her and smiled again."Your one of the best drivers Ive meet, Ive had guys piss them selves at 125 before. Talk about zero to sixty my ass!" He smiled and winked at her reaching over hitting the on button to the stereo quickly. He pulled out a paper and wrote his cell number down and reached over siding it down into her shirt carefully, getting a nice view when he did."You ever have problems just let me know, my block so I'm the law honey. Oh and if any boys give you trouble just tell them your my friend they will back it off." He looked out the window slowly.

[Mary-Kate Lovettes]

let's get these teen hearts
beating faster, faster

Mary-Kate couldn't help but chuckle softly, the lustful undertones carefully showing. Normally, she would kick a guy in the stomach (not the nuts because, well, everyone was meant to have babies some day right? Who was she to prevent that-even if he is a prick) and call it a day. But, since he let her drive, she'd let him pass with a view. It wasn't like she was flashing him or anything. The only tie she really flashed guys was when they were stuffing money down her thong.

She smiled at him,"Will do," hey, at least he had some good taste in music as well. Though she wasn't a complete fan of rap (she was more into metal rap when it came to the rap department of music) she did like some of it and she was never one to completely dismiss a genre of music. So yes, she did listen to some country. Johnny Cash all the way.

Mary-Kate didn't bother glancing outside to make sure anyone was around. She usually didn't have to. People didn't bother her around the neighborhood simply because people didn't know her and didn't bother getting to know her. To them, she was just another face in the crowd-which was sometimes exactly the way she liked it. So she easily slipped out of the car, her heels resuming their click on the cement.

Her teal eyes locked onto his momentarily as she came around to the passenger side where he had already gotten out to switch back over to the driver's side.

"In case I don't see you again," she had the seduction her velvet voice held in the club before she actually leaned in and locked her lips onto his.

She smirked as she pulled away, turning her back to him to walk inside and get ready for the rest of the night which might involve stealing some money from her one client later. She would need the extra cash to go food shopping-she ran out this morning since she spent the rest of her paycheck on paying off some of her mother's medical bills and knowing Cain, he would be late in giving her her paycheck.

He always was.

[Samantha Dugger]

He shifted against the car slightly shocked when she kissed him. Letting his lips linger he let her pull away with ease though he wouldn't have objected to holding her for a moment longer. He pushed off the car."Oh you're see me again honey, don't you worry about that one." he stood there for another moment just watching her ass sway before turning and sliding across the hood of his car not rally caring about scratching it up.

"Come on, you have to see me again, you need to get this car to blow up on me." He slide into the driver seat quickly and pushed the car into gear, hitting the sub button the loud thump could be heard as he slammed his foot down on the petal and took off, tires squealing as they caught extreme traction. He was just a poor city boy at heart but daddy was rich and the car was a gift, there for he didn't care about blowing it up as bad.

He knew that when you worked for something it meant more, his 'car' was at home, well the shop as they called it and they always took good care of shit there. He was slightly concerned for this girl but it would pass right? He did like her though, he would ask Samantha about it later. Sam just happened to be the news board of the back roads since she slept around allot just to make some money. She had probably been in the new club and the 'boss' hadn't even known about it. Since her last name was Dugger most didn't place she was related to the Jacksons. She was allot lighter skinned from her father and their mother being mixed but whatever, she was blood!