Every Thug Needs a Lady

Chapter 1
Kyra showed the last of her baby shower guests to the door and thanked them again for the gifts. She closed the door
and yelled, “Where my dawgs at?” She was hollering for Jaz, Angel and Roz. The three of them had already flopped down on Kyra’s Italian leather furniture.
“Where on earth are you going to put all of this stuff?” Roz asked Kyra. “The baby’s bedroom already seems too crowded.”
“Who are you telling? I don’t think I have to buy anything,” Kyra said, looking around at all of the gifts.
“That’s what baby showers are for, to get everything!” Angel said. “And when are you allowing us to throw yours?” She pointed at Jaz.
Jaz yawned. “I’m not sure yet. Y’all the ones giving it. Just let me know when y’all ready. Even though I’d rather wait until after I have it.”
“It was supposed to be a surprise,” Roz said sarcastically. “And what do you mean ‘after you have it’?”
“I don’t like surprises. And I haven’t been in a festive mood.” She turned toward the kitchen where Kyra was and yelled, “Can I have another piece of cake?”
When Kyra came out of the kitchen she was carrying a tray with a bottle of Dom, a bottle of sparkling grape juice, slices of cake, champagne glasses, and a bag of weed. “Roz, I know you got some paper,” she said as she set the tray down.
“I sure do,” Roz answered, rolling over and grabbing her Chanel bag from under the coffee table.
Kyra plopped down on the couch and poured two glasses of champagne and two glasses of the non-alcoholic bubbly for the pregnant sisters. “I’d like to say a few things to y’all,” she an-nounced. “For starters, I can’t thank y’all enough for the beauti-ful baby shower. Y’all really went all out; the gifts are all of that. I don’t know where everything is gonna go, but we’ll figure something out. Second, I love y’all. Y’all are the sisters I never had. And for real, if it wasn’t for everyone’s support not to mention your competitiveness I wouldn’t have finished school. I wouldn’t be where I am right now.” She stopped and smiled at them. “Of course, y’all didn’t have anything to do with this big belly.”
“I would hope not!” interrupted Roz. They all laughed.
“Anywho,” continued Kyra, “even though I left y’all for a couple of years and got off track, you all still let me back in, accepted me with open arms, encouraged me, and pushed me to reach my goals. We did it, y’all! We stayed on track in spite of all the ob-stacles. Angel, all you have to do is pass the state bar and we’ll have our own corporate lawyer to handle our business. Jaz, all you have to do is walk across the stage and get that first piece of paper before going on to medical school. Roz, you tackled two majors and are now prepared to take two state exams, one for physical therapy and the other for respiratory therapy. I gotta walk across that stage and get my piece of paper on my way to graduate school to study and become a doctor of psychology. Soon we’ll be four sisters with bachelor’s degrees or better, straight from the hood. None of us are drug addicts or carry ourselves as hos. We’re happy for the most part. Two of us are engaged to good, strong brothas, and, hopefully, the other two won’t be too far behind.” They all agreed with Kyra. They were proud of their success and accomplishments.
“Roz, did you roll the weed?” Angel blurted. Roz dumped the joints on the table.
“Oh yeah,” Jaz said. “I’d like to make an official toast.” They all took a glass and raised it in the air for Jaz’s toast. “A toast to life, love, peace, and happiness. Congrats to Angel, our own cor-porate and entertainment attorney. Congrats to Roz, who

Does my brother have a big dick, or does he have mad skills?”

The fire has been out, you know that.”