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one Mickey Nicky Moore was not happy. That ***** at the drive through window forgot that, she said no pickles on her hamburger. The sandwich was loaded with them. She whipped her candy apple red Dodge Charger into the first available parking space and hopped out bag and burger in tow. She was fuming as she marched up to the entrance, booty shaking with each step. She test. Nicky was curvy in all the right places, and she knew it When she walked. It was a Ziff. The world paused until she was out of sight. She snatched open the door, her hazel eyes searching the place for the ***** who had taken her order and ****** it up. She saw her. She threw her hips from side to side as she switched up to the counter and tossed the burger onto it. She didn't care that she had cut several people in line in her mind. She had already waited. Once she was not going to wait again. May I help you? The cashier asked, acknowledging Nikki's rudeness. It's pickles in my ****** burger, and I said, No pickles. I hate them. I'm sorry, ma'am will take care of that the young lady assured her picking the burger up off the counter. You better. This is the third time this week y'all ******* put pickles on my ******* burger Town Don't need to get your **** together. The cashier rolled her eyes as she took the burger to the back Nikki Glance at the long line of people waiting to place their orders. All of them seemed to be giving her the year and embarrassment to all black people. Look the **** yell looking at, she snapped, folding her arms and rolling her eyes. She wished somebody would say something to her. After having finally gotten her burger right and a free shake, Nicky made the short drive back to her home where her boo Troy would be waiting for her. She and Troy have been dating now for three months. She felt like he was the one. Which was why she gave him a key to her house. Troy Stevens was a foreman at an automotive plant. Why? He was with someone as ghetto is Nicky. No one could guest. He was tall, dark and handsome, like Aegis. Alba drove a nice BMW SUV, lived in a condo by the lake. Nikki was a ghetto fabulous hairdresser who owned a Members only a list salon in Newcastle Beach. Her goal was to expand her brand and open a few more salons within the year. She knew that being with Troy would keep her motivated to make that happen, which was why she wanted things to work out between them. So far, so good. When she got home, though, Try wasn't there. Which was strange because Troy was always there. She stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut behind her, slurping on her strawberry milkshake as she made her way to the front door, just a She was about to put the key in the door. Her cell phone began to sing, You see right Through Me and Nicki Minaj's voice. She loved that song and knew that was her baby, Troy. On the other end with Subbu, she greeted as she unlocked the front door and stepped inside. Hey babe, just checking on you. I have to work late tonight, so I think I'm gonna go to my place and crash after work. Nikki Side Oh, baby. But it's Saturday, and I was hoping maybe we could go to the movies or something. I know, baby. Tell you what. How about I take you shopping tomorrow? Now, try was speaking her language. Okay, baby, that's cool. You go ahead and do your thing. I'll see you tomorrow. Troy chuckled. I love you, Nicky. He said me too. She answered back. Love was a word she never said. Unless she absolutely meant it by He said all right. Nikki knew she had a damn good man. She also knew she didn't really deserve him. Troy wanted kids. Nikki did not. ****, She was 30 years old. She had to fight long and hard to keep her shape. And there was no way she was going to mess it up, trying to have some damn kids. ****, she wasn't skinny, but she wasn't exactly fat either. At least not in her eyes. She had a washboard stomach, but she was thick everywhere else. She was built like a Coca Cola bottle. Troy was the first man she had been faithful to. She didn't know that if she didn't do what she had to In order to keep Troy, she would lose him to some woman that would now she was about to take a shower and see what she could get into tonight with her girls. Since Troy was working late, she figured she might as well get into some good old fashioned mischief of some sort. She smiled as she sat down on the leather couch in her living room and picked up her cell phone. She knew who she was going to call first. Her main *****, Danu. Then she was going to highlight or girl Tanya. Together. The three of them would paint the town BBS big, beautiful and sexy.