opening up the candy shop
The dangers of wandering the neighborhood are increasing daily. This week, my homeboy Sean—who moved here from White boy town, USA—and I strolled the streets together. He declared his desire to locate a gangster and enter his O-ring. Finding one skulking in the shadows, puffing on a Dutch cigarette, and scanning the corners for the po-po didn't take long. He kept asking us if we were police, and then he would ask us what we wanted. I then gave him a price and informed him that Sean wanted to have a thug suck his dick. This guy simply demanded $50 more than the asking price—talk about a hustler. You would expect that he would refuse it or demand an absurdly large sum of money. But believe me when I say that this well-toothed criminal is a terrific dick sucker! And this thug handled it like a pro when it came to taking it in the booty hole! In the streets, it is how we do things.