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Publié par | Xlibris US |
Date de parution | 16 février 2023 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781669860273 |
Langue | English |
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STREETS JUSTUS
Kimona
Copyright © 2023 by Kimona.
ISBN:
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978-1-6698-6028-0
eBook
978-1-6698-6027-3
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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Rev. date: 12/20/2022
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1 Streeter Palmer
Chapter 2 Justus Atkins
Chapter 3 Streeter
Chapter 4 Justus
Chapter 5 Streeter
Epilogue
ONE
STREETER PALMER
“ WHAT IN THE ENTIRE HOLY HELL STREET!” I was mentally cursing myself out as I sat next to my ex at our eight year old daughter’s spring concert. Even though we made a clean break from our 10 year entanglement four years ago, he still felt he had access to me when he was horny and I was close. Right now was one of those moments. I wore a cute sheath dress and a pair of sandals because my little girl begged me not to come in my mom uniform of a tee shirt, jeans and cheap sneakers. My braids were put up in a cute bun and I’d even thrown on some earrings and lip gloss. Simple but cute, right. So I honored her request. However right now my ex, Malcolm’s ho-ish hand, caressing my thigh and trying its best to snake up to my center had me regretting my fashion choice. He was used to mom Streeter, Lady Streeter brought out his ‘tiger’. In spite of my 6-year-old son, Khalil, on my left and his new PREGNANT wife, Angela, to his right, he could not control himself. I moved his hand, shifted and pulled at my dress to let him know that his attention was neither wanted nor needed yet he continued He was not what I wanted. He waited until the house lights were low and Jayla was on stage knowing that I would not budge until her part was done. And of course she was one of the main characters in this production so I didn’t see an end to his torture without me making a scene.
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