He had two babies on the way and he walked around like a proud poppa.

He hoped Kitty was having a girl, then he could have one of each. He wondered why she had not announced anything yet. Did she know it was his baby she was carrying? Did Icee know?

Nah! Of course, he didn't. He thought it was his. Let him think that way if wanted to. When that baby was born high yellow like him with curly hair, then everyone would know the truth.

He walked around with an extra dip in his step. He was ready to take on the world now.

All he did was drink, smoke, and fuck. He was having parties and orgies all day every day. Who was going to stop him? The rest of the group was doing their own thing, they were not talking about making another album, so he did not have a thing to do.

Nobody was really on his case to do a solo album except Icee and T-Zack. No one in the industry was egging him on to do one, so he did not take it serious. His money was stacked right, he didn't have to work unless he wanted to.

"Oh shit!" He finished a blunt then pushed the girl off him with his dick in her mouth as they lay naked in his bed. It hit him that now he was going to have two babies and he wanted to be a man about his and help them. He did need to get on his grind.

"Damn TA, what the fuck," the girl said, trying to put him back in her mouth. "Don't you want me to finish up?"

"No bitch, move. I gotta get down to the studio."

He kicked her out of his crib and got dressed and made his way downtown. Icee was still on tour, but Kitty was home alone taking care of his baby. He wanted to swing by and see her, but he resisted. He made his way to the studio to see if he could work on some things.

Tennille was in one of the studios, in the booth singing while Freezy and an engineer were at the controls. He did not want to hear Tennille's freaky whimpers she called singing, but it would be rude if he did not hang around and try and do the social thing.

"Wazzup my man." He dapped up Freezy and the engineer.

"Putting in work," Freezy replied.

He grimaced. This was work? Tennille was not even singing, she was moaning and groaning over a soft beat. What the hell?

"You recording porn albums now, what's this shit?"

The engineer chuckled, but Freezy did not crack a smile.

"Boy, we're just adding some spice to one of her songs. Ice wants this "On Top" to be the next single and we're working on a remix then she'll shoot the video. Nice, huh?"

Freaky as fuck, he guessed that was her M.O. Trying to be the next Jhene Aiko or something. Singing about fucking and sucking, but they hated being called whores. Do hoe things, he called you a hoe.

Tennille was too fine, and he did get to indulge in some of her goodies, but she would not let him fuck, just suck on her titties and taste her between the thighs. It was good, but she was holding out on a brother. Hearing her moan and groan in that booth, he had to have an inner battle with himself to not rub himself and catch a hard-on.

Tennille's pretty face kept distracting him from what he wanted. He knew even after he fucked Tennille, that would only make him want Kitty more. Second best never cut it with number one right within arms reach.

TA found a spot to lounge out and waited to see what Tennille was up to after she finished in the studio. He fired up a blunt, see if he could imagine it was Kitty in there moaning like the dick was good. Tennille was nothing like Kitty, but in a pinch, she would do.

"Boy, what's up with you? Why you all up in my studio getting high?" Tennille had come out of the booth and stood in front of him. She snatched the blunt from him and took a puff.

"Your studio?"

"If I'm in it, it's mine." She took a long inhale then passed the blunt back to him and straddled on his lap, blowing the smoke in his face.

"You trying to start something?"

"You look real cute today."

"Cute?" Cute was for damn puppies, and he was not some little animal. Tennille always treated him like he was a kid when they were the same damn age. In fact, he was a few months older.

"What you getting into later? You might fuck around and get lucky tonight." She kissed his neck.

He knew she was being a tease. They would start fooling around, kissing and touching, and then she would pull away and say they should stay as friends. Friends don't kiss on each other like she was. Friends don't straddle on laps and grind on their dick. Such a fucking tease!

"You would be the lucky one. Why you still playing, and let me hit. Ask around the dick is good."

"Ask around?" She got off his lap. "Boy bye. You know I'm just playing with you. We can hang out though if you got the smoke and the drink. Where yo sis at?"

"In her skin." She rolled her eyes at him and gave him the middle finger. "Where yours?"

"Which one? And damn, I don't keep trackers on them grown-ass women." She sat in a nearby chair and started scrolling through her phone, already ignoring him.

Tennille was a basketcase. The only reason he took her to the Grammys with him was to make Kitty jealous. He sure as hell did not need her to keep his clout, she needed him to work on hers. Make one album and she thought she was bigger than him. She had a long way to go before she was on his level.

"What do you think about us doing a song together?"

Tennille didn't even look up at him. "Boy bye."

"Fuck that mean? I'm the man!"

"I already have Ice and AKA on a track, Freezy producing...this ain't a Facts album."

"See, I wasn't even talking 'bout yo lil shit. I'm working on my shit."

"Phuh!"

She was going to stop acting as if he was beneath her, when her little scandalous ass was beneath him. She was not all that.  

But he definitely wanted to fuck her. Take it if he had to.

A/N: I feel some kind of way writing TA. Let me go do some drench myself in holy water. I'm not meant to write about sociopaths. In real life I know they think worse than he does, but I can't allow myself to go that far.