"Bye guys! Love you!" I say, as mama and Aunt Sheri leave to some fancy banquet.
When the coast is clear, I start to do my make up and slay my hair. I get on IG live to show off my look. I then take off my robe and get dressed in my red Victoria Secret Pink tracksuit.
My phone buzz. There was a message in my Snap Chat.
Gino🔐: I'm outside
I quickly grab my to-go Michel Kors tote bag filled with toiletries and head out.
I jump in Gino's red Cadillac truck and lean over to make out with him. I love gliding my tongue across his diamond studded grills. Gino thinks it's cute when I do it. I only do it because it makes me feel like Cardi B.
Ooo I should tweet that!
I get on Twitter.
_JuJu_Lisa: *Glides tongue across diamond studded grills* Him: Thinks It's cute Me: Only do it to feel like Cardi B
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15min later it gets 52 retweets. I'm clout for real 💅🏽
Gino keeps his left hand in between my thighs while he drives. It's like he can't wait to get me to his house. Neither can I! I be stunting hard on social media at his house. The drip I come with be so juicy, that when I go to school, I'm on next level status. I get invited to all the high school parties and outings and when things be popping last minute, my peers always ask me to come through.
I'm basically an it girl. But my status wasn't always like this. I mean don't get me wrong my status was always high. My mom kept me fresh and I am pretty, but now that I'm with Gino, I look like I live a life of luxury. And since mama was gonna be out all night, I'm living it up.
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Okay, okay I know what your thinking: 'isn't Gino you're mom's ex?!?'
Yes but she didn't love him... You see my mom needs to have sex at least once a month before she goes crazy but hated sleeping around. So she likes to find someone more consistent. They tend to be men with money.
Mama may not love them but she loved to have fun with their money. The more they would spoil her with money, the more she would spoil me with gifts. It's only when they became too annoying for mama she would cut them loose.
My mom was smart enough to never depend on them for their money, they just help provide extra fun in our lives. But the minute they got too complicated, it was a wrap. Did I mention she's been purposed to twice!
Yeah, those fools most definitely had to go!
Like Sir, it was never about you, it was about your money.
Anyways, as these hoes out here chase clout, I was the clout. Dripping extra hard, popping every day. Well everyday I said I was scheduled to be in fashion club after school. Fashion club was on Wednesday for an hour. But I told my mom it's on Monday, and Wednesday from 2-6. These are the days I be with Gino. Sometimes I change my clothes twice and take pictures, and save it for another day, just to make it seem like I stunt like this every day. I obviously can't take all the gear home, mom would wonder where I was getting the money to buy these expensive clothes.
Gino takes me shopping once a month. And I splurged each time. I spend less than $2,500 and he say that's why he keeps me around, because I go easy on his pockets.
I know he's being modest when he says that. Gino gets money, he's a Forex trader, and unofficially a money cleaner. As in clean money for drug dealers. Gino has this fake car and home detailing business called Drip Clean that he fudges the numbers on the receipts as to what he really makes. It's easy to do this because it just looks like a luxury service that people pay good money for. He then takes his exaggerated income and puts it in his Forex account and take profits from the market, quadrupling his money and distribute the clean money back to the real drug dealer who are in charge of the different branches of his car and house detailing company, while he keeps the rest.
I only know this because mama made him explain his role in detail to her so she could never be implicated if things went south for his criminal activity.
Gino also gives me a $15k credit card so that when he's away I can have access to anything I want. But I literally don't know what to do with it. I mean I go to concerts and do expensive activities with my friends, and I always claim it's cheaper than what it is and my mom doesn't know I pay for my peers to come with. She thinks everyone is funding their own way. But like I said, I can't spend too much on things because my mom will get suspicious. I mean she gives me an allowance of $400 a month but for the past 7months I've been saving it inside of an stuff animal.
This makes me feel bad, so I always spent $400 on quality clothes, purses, shoes, or jewelry every month and give them to my mom acting as I got them from the thrift store or Nordstrom sales rack. Keeping my mom unknowingly fresh with the hottest gear, helps me feel better about pocketing her money.
She absolutely deserves it. She's my hero and my better half till I find a half... If such a thing even existed.
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What? so now you're wondering "if that's how I feel about my mom, how did I even start sleeping with Gino?"
I'll save that for another chapter...