We're not fucking, no no fucking,
There will be no fucking tonight.
A lot of kissing, a lot of hugging,
There will be no fucking me tonight.
You get nothing, I get nothing
I'm not bluffing, no no fucking me tonight
Cause when we do it we might do it,
But it won't be no fucking me tonight.
-Total

"Girl, yo place is dope," Melodie said while they were over hangin out. "I'm jelly."

"I know you can't wait to move out of your house with all them crumb snatchers.

"True girl, my family is a mess. Sometimes I wish I was like you with no family," Melodie said.

She cringed at that. Though Melodie had a large family and most of them were crazy, she envied that. She had no one she could call blood family. No mother, father, sisters, brothers, or even cousins. Anthony was her only kind of brother and she didn't like him half the time.

"It's just me and my mom and I wish I had a sister or brother," M'Liyah, picking at her icecream. "I mean, you two are my sisters, so that's cool."

"So tell me G, how many men you done had up in here with yo fast ass?" Melodie asked and laughed. "Without Momma Pam looking down on you and your every move, please tell me you getting dicked down."

She liked that Mel had a dirty mouth like her. M'Lyah cringed at them for using such words.

"Ugh!" M'Liyah said.

"Naaw, forget about me and my dick, what about Ms. Thang over here. You and that hottie movie star. You spoke to him since Grammy night?"

M'liyah shook her head, looking down at her phone. "No! It's been two weeks guys, you think he forgot about me?"

"Hell no!" Melodie said.

"I even told mom and asked if I could date him and then, I just waited."

"See, that's the problem. Why is your mom in your business?" Ginger asked. "I bet she did something and scared that man off."

"She wouldn't."

"Phuh! Call him girl, his number in your phone, right?"

"Yeah."

"Let me see," Ginger said, grabbing her phone from her. She scrolled through her contacts. "Aaaw, look at you, you saved his name under Don Juan."

"That's his nickname, right?"

Ginger pressed his name and connected the call.

"Ginger!" M'Liyah shrieked, trying to grab the phone, but she pulled away.

"Hey M'Liyah, I didn't think you would call."

Ginger put the phone on speaker.

"Actually this her girl Gin, what's up."

"Hey, Ginger, what's up? Where's M'Liyah?"

"Oh, she's right here," Ginger said, holding M'Liyah back from grabbing the phone. "I have a question for you."

"Sure."

"Did her mom contact you and give you the third degree about M'Liyah? Like what were your intentions, did you want to date her..."

M'Liyah covered her face in embarrassment as if he could see her.

"Uh...actually...yes...I was uh...shocked. It was a little weird."

"Oh no!" M'Liyah said and grabbed the phone. "I'm sorry Donnie, I didn't think she would do anything like that. I'm so sorry!"

"Naw, it's cool. That's why I didn't call...your mom told me to not disturb you until...."

"No, you can disturb me," she said.

"Naw," he said. "She said if I wanted to date you I had to follow her rules...and I want to date you....so I'll do whatever she wants me to."

"You want to date me?"

"I thought I made that obvious on Grammy night."

"You don't have to listen to a damn thing Pamela says, boy. She keeps trying to control our lives and we grown! Well, at least I am, Mel in a week, and...Hey, what are you doing next weekend?" Ginger said. "You wanna come to a birthday party?"

*****************

After her girls left, she called Craig over. They were going to be in Atlanta for a while and they had been texting but she had not seen him since that whole Spitfire in the studio incident.

"Hey shorty, what's good," Craig said when she let him in.

"Why are you coming in here looking all fine and smelling all good and shit," she stated. Then again, the man probably couldn't help he looked like a male model.

He was dressed in all white. A white wife beater and white jeans, and some timbs. The man was sex on a platter.

"You look good too ma," he said, rubbing his stomach. "You got anything to eat? A brotha hungry."

She popped some popcorn and made some mixed drinks, though she did not know what she was doing, she had a fully stocked bar. She did not know how to cook worth a damn. All her meals were already prepared meals she just had to warm up. She was not feeding her guest that.

"Want to watch a movie?" she asked, sitting on the couch next to him, then grabbed the remote.

"I know you ain't call my ass over here to watch no damn movie." He pulled her in his arms and kissed her. "Damn girl, you got pretty ass, soft lips."

"You're a great kisser." She nibbled on his neck.

"A'ight girl, calm yo hot self down." He pulled her on his lap. "So tell me, what's yo situation like? This thing you got going on with my man Spit, cuz I don't wanna step on my bro's toes."

"What? Why would you ask me about that?"

"The way bro snatched you up the other day, y'all fucking," he said.

Damn, how the hell did he figure that shit out like that? Did everybody else see them together and assume that? That shit could not get out. As much as she wanted to stop hiding, now was not the time.

"You got me fucked up, ain't nothing going on with me and him. That's like my big brother. He signed us on and we work together, that's it!" She ate some popcorn so she could shut up and stop talking.

"Naw, man's was so upset yo tongue down my throat, y'all fucking. And not only that, yo pussy must be good, cuz his ass is whipped."

"Damn Craig, why you gotta be so crass." She didn't like that he was right. She tried to get up, from his lap, but he held her.

"Nah shorty, it's cool. Just let me know, cuz working with Spit been my dream and I don't wanna fuck that up, but you...hell yeah, I wanna get in them draws."

"Me and Spit ain't a thing! You don't have to worry about that. Anyway, ain't gone be no fucking tonight."

"Whatever." He slid his hand up her skirt, and kissed her neck. "If I ain't fucking, can I suck it? I just wanna play with that kitty, I bet it tastes like sugar and spice and everything nice...cinnamon and vanilla...or chocolate sauce..."

She laughed at him.

"My pops told me to put my face in it, and if it smells good and tastes good don't stop eating it till it's dry."

She shivered at him. That did sound nice.

"Boy, let's just watch this movie, and then we will see," she said, moving off his lap, pressing the TV on.

"Alright cool, we can play luvey duvey too," he said.

They cuddled on the couch, watched the movie, and made out. Craig kept trying to push for more, but she was standing her ground. Yes, she wanted to fuck him, but she wanted him to work for it and she damn sure wasn't giving it up too fast.

He took her hand and put it on his erection trying to break free from his pants.

"You really gonna let me get blue balls up in here and not let me get my dick wet? Girl, you a trip."

"You must like it, you staying," she said, caressing him.

"You crazy ass fly," he said, moaning as she kept stroking him. "But you know, I can leave here get 'bout a dozen women want some of this dick. All tens babe."

"Then why you here with me?"

He looked at her. "You a hundred."

Damn, he was trying to get some tonight. She straddled on his lap and started kissing him, grinding on his hardness through his pants.

"Girrrllll! Imma bust a nut right now."

"Naw, wait. I want our first time you bustin in me," she said, kissing him.

"So you gone be my girl? You gone leave Spitfire ass alone?"

"I told you-"

"Save that drama. Y'all can't go public with y'all shit cuz he has been hitting it since you were illegal, I get it."

She frowned at him. "It's not like that! Craig, seriously, you can't tell anybody shit like that."

"Who Imma tell?"

"Your boys. The Facts. Your brother, I don't know."

"Baby, I wouldn't say anything about you that would harm you like that. I'm good. I just ain't competing with somebody that can fuck my career up before it even starts."

"You don't have to compete with him."

"Yes, I do. Is that why we ain't fucking tonight? Cuz he told yo ass not to fuck with me?"

Craig was really smart. That made her like him even more.

"He doesn't control me. I can be with whoever I want, and I want to be with you Craig," she said, kissing him.

"You lucky I'm feeling you to be in this drama shit," he said, laying her back on the couch. "No fucking tonight, I want to wait till I can make you all the way mine. In the meantime..."

He went down and put his face in it, lickedy-lick-lick-licked it till it was all licked up.

A/N: Now the title song is not an actual song, it's an interlude on Total's album and perfect for this situation going on with Ginger and Craig. A lot of times you'll see the tie-ins with this story and Err'thang. How some of their songs came to be 👅