he deemed himself luck when he was released due to the fact that he had a place to stay, and it wasn't long before he was able to land himself a job. it was one of the first jobs he had ever had. but it wasn't long till he started using again when he was introduced to a female member of the Mexican cartel. she was in her early 40s but she looked ten years younger.
At first he he thought that she was out of his league. there was no way this beautiful woman who by the.look of things ,had a lot of put in the drug game. in front of her was more dope than he had ever seen. all bagged up ready to be sold.
he had wanted to make a good impression ,so when she asked him if he could sell some of it he jumped at the opportunity. he had sold the but that she had given him even faster than she had anticipated. so she had doubled it and he had offed it just as fast. after a few more time of this happening his roommates, who had also been afforded the same opportunity as him but haven't taken advantage of it, started to get jealous and by the end of the night had gotten very jealous of the friendship that was no forming between the two them. they jealousy got to the point where they were asked to leave which they did with no qualms.
they were both entralled by the other person and a passion broke out between the two that many became jealous of the newfound lovers. they had fit like the last two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. so perfecttly fitted that not until the were d fit into place, one may not be able to see the would picture . the two cornerstones, and together they stood just as strong.
one night ,still early in their fling, she had asked him what it would take for her to get to know that she could get anything she wanted. he had jokingly answered ," let me see a pound". she had imidiatly made a phone call, and fifteen min later there was a knock at the door. he had quickly opened the door. in comes a lady with a prostetic leg ,which she in turn removes and dumps out of it 16 ounce baggies containing pure methinpetimen. the woman then looks at him and says to him that he owes 1600 dollars to the cartel. his reply, " no problem"
on the streets he could sell an 8ball for 200 dollars ,sometimes even more. he could easily make six bills of the top. it wasn't long before he while making a ton of money, also made a lot of jealous enemies. there were even plans to rob him, but he had caught wind of the situation and hired armed body guards to park out side his hotel room. both were enourmas men who were openly carrying. nothing happened to him that night. or the next . it didn't take him long to realize that he wasn't one to be f****d with.