"My man, my man, my man. I would do anything for my man." Jae Stone

Her mother was not going to ruin her high! After the first night and having her mother invade her space, she took things to Axton's place. Though he moved in with her, he still had his place he paid rent on. Till her mother fixed whatever she had going on with her father, she could have her place.

In the meantime, it was time for her to put her detective hat back on. Just call her Detective Stone because she was on the case.

Who would want to hurt her aunt Tamra? Sure she was a basketcase but she never hurt anyone. Was it over money? Or was it really one of the guys she was messing around with?

Instead of doing her work, she fell deep into online sleuthing, going through anything her aunt may have put up on her social media pages. She still had an active Facebook page, and besides that an Instagram page with nothing but random pictures of nothing. She would look at that later. For now, Facebook seemed to be where there was juice.

She friended her aunt a while ago but muted her when she posted about weird shenanigans. Like, she was a homophobe, she always spewed hate to the LGBTQ community. Didn't she know her own child Nichelle was a lesbian? Neechie never tried to hide she licked pussy.

Or the fact that her aunt voted for Trump. That is when she muted her. How could a jobless, Black woman, with six Black children think it was okay to support a racist, misogynist? According to her, she was against abortion and did not believe women had their own voice. The men should lead the women.

Blah, blah, blah, her aunt was a weirdo.

She loved her, she missed her, but she could say that. It was no wonder my Nas tried her best to not associate with her mother.

On Tamra's Facebook page, there was even a picture of her with a MAGA hat. She groaned and rolled her eyes but kept looking. There were lots of pictures with Zander and Cordell, none really of her daughters. Well, there was one with Zahara and her baby. The newest post seemed to detail being in love with the man of her dreams and that she was going to marry him.

Now she was hitting pay dirt. There had to be a picture of him. She scrubbed through everything, but no pictures.

None of the posts mentioned his name either. That was something, not to mention the man she so-called was in love with.

Her eyes were burning before she was interrupted by a knock at her door.

"Hey Jae, got a second?"

She looked up, it was Nasiree. She closed her computer down, she did not want her to see she was snooping around in her mother's life.

"What's up?"

"I need some time off."

"Of course, of course, all the time you need." Her mother just died but Nasiree came to work the next day and the last week as if it was nothing. Even if she was not close to her, it still was the person that gave birth to her. "You know you didn't need to come in. We're family, we need to have each other's back with all of this. Your mother was-"

"This is not about her!" Nas snapped. "Sorry, did mean to-"

"No, it's fine." She stood from her throne to step closer to her cousin. "If you need to talk about anything, I'm here to listen."

"Don't shrink me," Nas said with a chuckle.

"I'd have to be a psychiatrist to do that, and I'm not. Only a therapist. And I am paid to listen, so if you need to talk..."

"Sex therapist, and there is nothing wrong with my sex life."

No lies told there. She knew about her cousin's live-in situation. Not one, but two hot guys, who happened to be identical twins, were in bed with her every night. She would give everything to have two of Axton's in bed with her. One big dick was always good, two big dicks were even better.

"Okay then, if you just want to hang out and get some drinks. My place, at the pool, girls' night out."

"Actually...that would be kind of cool. You, me, your sisters, my sisters...if they want. Sit around and drink and talk about anything but family shit."

"Got you."

After Nas left, she went back to digging. Finding nothing, she switched to Nasiree's page. She loved her cousin, but she had never seen someone hate their mother so much.

There wasn't much there. Nas only had business pages up, she put up none of her personal life.

Giving up for the night, she logged off and headed downstairs to catch the show. It was Ladies' Night at Sextacy and that meant the fellas were everywhere.

Her kind of night. She was not into watching tits and kitty kat, so she rarely watched the ladies perform.

Performing on stage now was one of her favorites, Brick Black. On top of the man being fine as all get out, the dick he was working with was enough to make you sick. Well, sick in a good way. Ten inches of delicious dick and a stroke that worked magic.

Well, she was done with all that nowadays. She ordered a drink, sat in her favorite spot in the place, and observed the show. Mainly she liked to watch the people and see if they were delivering what they should.

Ladies screaming and near passing out, getting dickmatized by that monster dick Brick swung. Brick liked to have the ladies touch it and lick him whenever they were bold enough. And the boy was hands down one of the best performers. No question.

Around the floor, several ladies were enjoying lap dances and stuffing dollars in g-strings. She saw one lady down on the floor trying to swallow Ponyboy's dick. The real freaks came out on Ladies' Night, old and young.

Take Mrs. Angela Wilburn who was rubbing all over a nearly naked Inferno. Not only was she married, she was old enough to be his grandmother. She still looked good for her age, but her old ass was after her daddy and she was older than him. Every week, Ladies' Night, she was there with several drinks, and several of the dancers, and sometimes booked a back room. Mrs. Wilburn was freaky as fuck.

Cordell walked over, shirtless, and placed a drink on her table.

"I hate working Ladies' Night."

She rolled her eyes at him. How could he possibly hate the attention the ladies threw his way? They always tipped him heavily and paid more if they could cop a feel.

"Your other option is you can quit."

"It's like I work for a slave trader instead of my cousin."

"If you're so unhappy, what do you want to do?"

"I want to work in the offices. Upstairs. With my damn shirt on and not getting felt up every time I turn around. I'm in school now, I have the smarts, I'm not just my looks Jae."

"Calm down boy, damn. Okay, I can have you work part-time in recruiting. Always need an eye for more talent. Is that good enough for you?"

"Hell yeah!"

He walked off and she sipped her drink. Now on stage was about to be her man. Even uttering his name gave her chills all down her back. Axton Page, also known as Big Axe, because of that big thangy thang between his legs. Whereas Brick had length, Axton had length and girth. That deadly piece of meat was real weight when you held it.

And she was lucky enough to hold it every night.

When Big Axe took the stage, women literally passed out like it was a Michael Jackson concert. The bodyguards were on alert with CPR and wet towels to cool them off. Newcomers' eyes would be so wild in amazement. He had the body and face to go with that big dick. Ladies were falling over themselves to get closer to it.

Ladies from the back of the floor would rush to the stage to get a closer look. No cameras allowed, or else mother fuckers would be taking pictures of her dick and jacking off to it at night. No, that was all hers and she was not sharing.

"Damn, I miss when you used to look at me that way." Brick Black had made his way over to her after his performance.

"Hey, Brick. Good show."

"We can make a better show backstage."

"Come on, isn't one Stone sister enough?" She knew all about Kendra and her husband and Brick. Now that was some freaky shit. She could not blame her sister, his dick was worth it.

"Never enough," he said with a grin and slid into the booth beside her. "Tell me he ain't beating them walls as you deserve, and I'll make you cum again."

Though Brick Black's dick was A-one, it was about more than that to her. Over the last year, Axton slowly chipped away at her heart. It was not so much how many times he would tell her "I love you," it was that he always showed her.

Cooked for her, showered with her while he washed her hair, massaged her, cleaned up after her, catered to her every freaky whim, made love to her like she wanted, never said no to her, and put up with her bossy attitude even when she tried to push him away.

One day she remembered waking up and Axton was not there. The bed felt so cold without him. She looked all over her condo for him, but he was nowhere to be found. She worried he finally was done with her fucked up way of showing affection. She finally pushed him away. He could have any woman he wanted, and maybe he would find someone to love him like he deserved.

She did something she never did. Cried over a man.

Only five minutes later he walked through the door, saw her crying, and rushed to her side.

"Baby, what's wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?"

"No..." she said between tears. "I thought you left me."

"What? Babe, I was gone five minutes, I went down to my car, I left something there."

"You're not going to leave me?"

"Never." He kissed her forehead. "I told you I love you, and I'm here for you no matter what."

"I love you too." It was her first time saying those words to anyone outside of her family.

"I know," he said, kissing her. "I knew you loved me, that's why I wasn't going anywhere. Just waiting for you to admit it."

She finally saw why her father was so in love with her mother. Why he would do anything for her? That's how she felt about Axton. He was her everything.

Back to the show, she watched Axton finish his performance, with little to no interaction with the ladies. That was her request. She could not stand the thought of those wild heffas paws all over her man. Get somebody else to do it. Axton was not to do lap dances or any behind-the-stage shenanigans unless it was with her.

He literally had to walk the floor with bodyguard escorts so none of those wild women would touch him. Finally, he made his way to their table and grimaced when he saw Brick there.

"What's up, man? Just keeping yo girl company."

"My woman and you don't need to bother, Jae knows how to take care of herself."

"Now boys," she said as she stood up. "Play fair. Brick kept it strictly professional."

Although running in her head were memories of their threesome.

"Goodnight, Brick," Axton said to him, putting his arm around her as they both sat in the booth.

Brick made his exit and she snuggled up against Axton. "I'm making all the ladies jealous tonight."

"Let's give them a show." He placed a finger under her chin, moved her closer to him, and gave her a sloppy wet kiss, his thick tongue licking over her face.

Damn, he made her wet and she was not wearing panties. All thoughts of solving her aunt's murder flew out of her head. All she wanted to do was enjoy her man tonight.

A/N: Will Jae solve this crime? And in love with Axton and no one else...well, except herself.