HQ BK
drugs, decadence and dumb sh!t at the turn of the century
by rebecca jean-louis
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
2000- Slipping Part II
I was 22 years old living in Bed Stuy, Brooklyn.
In theory, I should have been chilling.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
2000- Money Green
“Yeah, girl,” replied Brón,” it’s your man and I’m on my way back to rescue you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
2000- Hopeton
Hopeton turned to me and said, “Hello again, young lady.” Cordial yet stern.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
2000- Who Do You Love?
“You are fucking crazy, girl.” I caught something soft in his voice. “You do know that, right?”
And then he switched gears.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
2000- Changing Of The Guard
I was looking forward to what was coming next.
Brón did not disappoint.
CHAPTER THIRTY
2000- Shopping
I always loved watching Brooklyn men drive.
They were so strategic about their routes.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
2000- Map Of The Stars
Cabrón locked the apartment door then walked over to my couch and sat down.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
2000- Making My Rounds
I was in full entrepreneur mode- building up clientele for my dominatrix services and fully ensconced in my new role as designated white girl courier.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
2000- Designated White Girl Tings
I could tell that Brón was, against his better judgement, starting to grow fond of me.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
2000- Everybody Loves The Sunshine
I wondered what Cabrón’s deal really was.
