“Yolanda, what the deal?” True said, pulling her within the secured circle. Yolanda was a girl that True had met at Greek Fest. She was a fast young thing who had been seen on the arm of several of the city’s most dangerous men. Though Yolanda was scandalous, she and True had a beautiful understanding. He could hit her pussy whenever he wanted, as long as she was taken care of for her services.

“You know I had to come out and show the hood love.” She kissed him on the cheek.

“I know that’s right.” True could see the hunger and want for an introduction in the eyes of his crew, but ignored them. Yolanda was free to do who and what she wanted when he wasn’t around, but when he was on the scene, it was all about him. There would be no trains run on his little bitch.

They chatted for a while, catching up on old times and things of the like, when a commotion broke out behind him. The wide-backed bouncer was standing directly in front of True so he couldn’t see who the person was who was trying to break the circle. He could tell it was a female, but the way the women were acting that night there was no telling who it was. When the bodyguard moved, True spotted Rhonda about to be led away.

“Get the fuck off of me, I know him!” Rhonda said very indignantly.

“Sure you do,” the bodyguard said, pushing her back.

True exhaled. He didn’t want Rhonda fucking up his flow, but he knew if he didn’t step in she was going to cause a scene. “It’s cool, Rock. I know shorty.” Rock looked from True to Rhonda and reluctantly let her pass.

“Told you, muthafucka,” she said, pushing past the security guard with Reese on her heels. “What’s good, baby,” she said, practically shoving Yolanda out of the way so she could stand next to True.

“‘Sup, Rhonda,” he said, trying to act like he wasn’t embarrassed.

“I’ve been thinking about you since you left my house!” she shouted in his ear. The blasting music made it hard to hear, but Rhonda was talking louder than she had to. If Yolanda had heard, or taken offense, she didn’t show it.

“Rhonda, this is Yolanda,” True said, ignoring her statement.

Yolanda mustered up a fake smile and extended her hand, but Rhonda looked at it as if it was something vile. “Yeah, I’ve seen you around before.”