Fan Fiction ❯ The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles ❯ The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Ch. 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: Pam Grier and Old Dirty Bastard are in no way associated with this story. I'm just using them as characters, so I don't want anybody to be suing me because I'm a broke-ass college student.

The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Chapter 3

Dwayne woke up in his room and contemplated on what's been happening in his life lately. Two weeks had passed since he took down the Black Prophet in late August. During that time, he had managed to punk out two major drug dealers, a serial killer, and rescued the mayor's daughter from a gang of kidnappers. His exploits made him a frequent fixture on the nightly news. For the most part, the citizens of New Wales were happy that someone was fighting the good fight. However, a small minority didn't like how he physically abused his opponents. Dwayne thought that they brought the beatings on themselves because he would always give them a chance to surrender before fighting.

Dwayne got up from his bed and put on a black Fubu jersey, black pants, and a pair of Lugz boots. He also grabbed his pager and cell phone off his dresser. PD and DP gave him those items to keep in touch. Dwayne smiled at how the two were right about how changing his image would help him socially. Dwayne now had a new haircut, a short cut all over with a fade. He also started to wear more modern clothes. PD and DP also somehow got a dentist to fix his teeth so the gopher teeth were no more. Finally, they advised him to start working out a little in the gym. He was still a bit lean, but his short frame was never going to be that muscular anyway. For the past couple of weeks since he changed his image, girls wanted to be with him. Dwayne knew that most of the girls were just looking out for themselves, but he really didn't mind all that. In the end, he'd get what he wanted; hot meaningless sex. Dwayne picked up his backpack and put the Pimp Cane into the backpack. He couldn't believe that the cane could shrink so he could carry it anywhere.

Dwayne went downstairs to the kitchen and broke off the Breakfast of Champions, a glass of Florida Moonshine (a.k.a Orange Juice) and a big bowl of Rocky Road Cereal. The cereal wasn't nutritious, but dammit the sugar rush helped keep him awake in school. Two side effects to the superhero game was the physical pounding his body took and that he was tired as hell. Dwayne was lucky that PD and DP helped him keep up with his schoolwork. Dwayne turned on the TV and was amused because the female morning personality was talking about how cute Big Money was. He'd definitely give it to her hardcore. Brunettes with curly hair always appealed to him. Dwayne's good mood continued when he saw that the Black Prophet was sentenced to life without parole for his crimes. Dwayne turned off the TV, left the house and drove off to school in his Impala.

Dwayne, Robert Benner, and Creaig Dunton sat down to grub at what could be considered lunch.
Rob poked at his shepherd's pie in disgust. "Damn, they can't even cook shepherd's pie right."

Dwayne smirked, "What do expect? Last week, my pizza decomposed in my hands."

Creaig chimed in, "Both of you still can't top when my jello was so hard I beaned Holly on the head."

Dwayne laughed, "True that, dun. Holly thought that her enemy Crystal hit her. Because of that, you started the mother of all brawls."

Creaig leaned back in his chair and grinned, "It's a talent."

Dwayne laughed and said; "I'll never forget how Crystal whacked Holly in the head with her metal lunchbox."

"No doubt, I wished I could've that shit on tape. Maybe I could've sent it to Springer and got paid." replied Robert.

"That reminds me about another one of our greatest exploits." answered Dwayne.

"I think I know where you're going, dog. The ign't singing during that dumb-ass play we went to last week." replied Creaig.

"Yeah, but we can't take full credit for that. Tammy Grabek was the one that started it." stated Rob.

"I've always said Tammy had issues and that episode proved it to me." replied Creaig.

"Yeah, she may have issues, but that made the play more interesting than last year's shit. The only good part of that was when the dude broke the flower pots on stage." said Dwayne.

Robert laughed, "It was even better when Ms. Jolly called us off the bus specifically to yell at us."

Dwayne smiled and said, "Too bad she couldn't pin us for being so disruptive."

Creaig smirked, "The Trifling Trio strikes again."

Dwayne raised his milk container and stated, "To the Trifling Trio."

"To The Trifling Trio." said Rob and Creaig as they toasted each other with their chocolate milk containers. The trio finished lunch and decided to skip their final classes. Dwayne didn't really give a flying fuck about Calculus. Rob and Creaig could easily afford to skip Business Computer Applications. Dwayne, Rob, and Creaig stole out of NWHS and went to the parking lot. The three started to get into Dwayne's Impala since Rob and Creaig's cars were in the shop when they saw Tammy Grabek beckoning them to come over to her.

Tammy Grabek was slightly taller than Dwayne with blond hair, blue eyes, glasses and a athletic build honed by 4 years on the NWHS tennis team. All three of the males were attracted to Tammy. Dwayne especially had a big love jones for Tammy. He would get up in the morning and look at the high school tennis scores just to see her score. With this knowledge, he would repeat the match result to her and make her smile because someone actually cared about her tennis career. Dwayne actually liked women's tennis a lot, but he liked those tight white tennis shorts better. Tammy was looking really good today in a tight, white t-shirt and black pants. Dwayne and company went over to Tammy.

Dwayne asked, "What's up, Tammy?"

Tammy shrugged, "I'm just here skipping class and I saw you guys getting ready to leave. Could you take me with you?"

Dwayne smiled, "We didn't really know where we were going, but a beautiful woman like yourself is always welcome to hang out."

"Thank you, Dwayne. Have you been working out?" questioned Tammy as she reached down and rubbed his chest.

"Well, I have been working out a little." replied Dwayne with a sheepish grin.

"I can't leave you two strapping guys out." said Tammy with a devilish grin as she hugged Rob and Creaig. The quartet got into the Impala and sped away.

Robert thought about how Dwayne was changing a bit. Dwayne used to get tongue tied whenever a girl would get close to him, now he was getting his chest rubbed by one of the hottest girls in school. He wondered what he needed to do to get some of whatever changed him. Robert was a bit bitter because his girlfriend dumped him for some dude named Cleatus. Cleatus sounds like some dude that came from the trailer park. Creaig was also in thought, not about Dwayne's increased ho-macking ability. Rather, he was thinking about how he would love to be able to bend Tammy over and give her a passion-quenching, earthquake-inducing, glass-shattering orgasm.

Tammy, sitting in the front alongside Dwayne was glad to be away from NWHS. She'd always been friendly with these guys, so she decided that it would be cool to hang with for a while. Besides, Dwayne was turning out to be a real man. He finally dumped the Urkel gimmick and dressed normally. Dwayne has a good job, is very intelligent and funny, courteous toward people and most importantly, he's looking pretty fine. Tammy smiled and thought that Dwayne would become her boyfriend.

The cell phone rang in the car and Dwayne picked up the phone.

"Speak" replied Dwayne with a smirk.

"Your know what, your impertinence is getting to me." growled PD.

"You know you like it, PD. So what's up?" replied Dwayne.

"Just chilling in the cut, what's up with you?" said PD.

"Nothing, just driving aimlessly around New Wales with Rob, Creaig and Tammy. I had to skip out of school today."

"I understand, DP and I were very accomplished truants back in the day. By the way, good job on getting a girl to hang with you."

"Damn skippy, I'm on a roll, PD." said Dwayne with a smirk on his face.

"I'm glad you're on a roll. I have two jobs for you this weekend."

"Okay, what do I have to do?"
"Well, you need to go to New York City and check on Old Dirty Bastard. He's doing a single for our latest compilation CD."

Dwayne's eyes bugged out and he screamed "FOR REAL, I'M GOING TO MEET A RAP ICON LIKE OLD DIRTY BASTARD!"

"Yeah, don't yell like that again. Are you trying to kill my hearing?"

"Sorry." replied Dwayne with a slightly sheepish look.

"It's okay, the second job is for you to take out the infamous mob boss Joseph Valentine."

"Damn, I'm moving up in the world if I'm doing that."

"You can think of it like that, we got rid of most of Valentine's mob competition and we need you to complete the job."

"Okay, what do I need to know?"

"Well, Joseph is fairly well-protected, strong and very athletic for his size. The best way to get to him is through his daughter Jaci Valentine. Jaci has been known to hit the clubs. Creeper will send a picture of her to the penthouse you'll be staying in along with some other stuff."

"Thanks for the info, dun. Can my peeps accompany me to New York City?"

"Sure they can, we're letting you use our penthouse at our hotel called Trident Towers. It has 4 bedrooms, a computer room, a kitchen, and a living room with our fine collection of Dreamcast game on a big 22 inch TV."

Dwayne smiled, "Thanks for the hook-up. One more thing, any adult supervision?"

PD scoffed, "You know me better than that. I know you and your friends can handle yourselves. Besides, DP and I have other shit to do."

"Aight, I'll see you later. I'm out like shout."

"Peace." Dwayne hung up the cell phone.

"Do you guys want to come to with to New York City?"

Creaig and Robert both said in unison, "Hell yeah! ODB! ODB!"

Tammy looked at Robert and Creaig and wondered who this person was that got the guys so worked up. "Okay, I want to go with you. Besides, it'll be fun to go clubbing there."

"That's the spirit, Tammy. Let's go to your houses, get permission from your parental units and get some clothes, aight?" said Dwayne with a smile.

Dwayne had no problems with his grandmother about going to NYC. Mrs. Wayne was glad that he was going to have some fun away from New Wales. She was especially glad to see that he had a female friend accompany him. Mrs. Wayne hoped that this would lead toward him getting a girlfriend. Creaig's dad, who looked liked one of those guys on the old Marlboro billboards just gave a 100 dollars and said in a gravelly voice, "Have fun." Robert's mom and dad were paranoid that their son was going to be attacked, but Robert told them that they would be under adult supervision, so they relented. Tammy's parents were on a business trip, so she left a message with an aunt telling her what was going on.

After all of the drama, the quartet left New Wales to go to New York City. It would take them about an hour to get to New York from New Wales. During the drive, they planned out how they would spend their first night in NYC. The plan was to drink some alcohol at the penthouse and later on, go clubbing. No one had ever been to New York City before and they were excited to take a bite out of the Big Apple.

At about 6:00 p.m., they drove into NYC. Tammy smiled as she looked out of the window. She could feel the energy pulsate through the air as she saw all of hustle and bustle on the streets. Creaig wasn't quite in awe of NYC, but he was still glad that he was here anyway. Robert's attention was on the hookers walking by with their short skirts and fuck-me pumps. Dwayne was just ready to get to the penthouse, get the stuff Creeper sent and get tore up. Dwayne and company finally reached their destination, the Trident Towers.

Dwayne parked in front of the hotel. The four got out of the car, got their clothes and gazed upon the Towers. Trident Towers was a huge motel building reaching high into the sky. A valet appeared and went to put the car in the garage. After a bit, the valet returned and Dwayne gave him a tip as they went inside. The party walked into Trident Towers and went-up to the check out counter. The clerk had a package for Dwayne and his friends. The clerk told them to enjoy their stay at Trident Towers and use anything that they wanted to. The quartet got on an elevator and went up to their penthouse that was located at the 20th floor. At the 20th floor, Dwayne and his friends walked a bit down the hall to their penthouse. Dwayne opened the door to their penthouse and was stupefied by what he saw.

The door swung open to reveal a spacious kitchen. The living room had a big 22-inch television with a Dreamcast system on top of it, two leather couches, and a huge glass table with magazines on it. The living room also had a big lamp. A picture of the Wu-Tang Clan and Whitehouse was located on the wall above the TV set. Past the living room area was a computer room with the latest computer equipment. Beyond the computer room were four bedrooms set up side by side. Each bedroom was tastefully furnished with a king-size waterbed, a marble dresser and a small TV. Of course; each room had a small bathroom with all of the necessities.

Dwayne smiled and said, "I could get used to this."

Tammy's eyes sparkled as she said, "Can I get a job with PD and DP Productions? You get to live in 5-star hotels, meet famous people and apparently you get paid mad bank for working with them.

Dwayne wondered if she would be as eager if she had to earn this boon by dodging bullets and handling psychopaths on a fairly regular basis.

"I hear that, Dwayne. If I were you, I'd work for them instead of going to college. You'll probably make more money with them than going to college to be a doctor." said Creaig.

Dwayne smirked, "Maybe I'll do that, Creaig. Let's go put our crap up, aight?"

Dwayne put away his stuff first, not that anybody had that much. All he brought was a duffel bag with some clothes, so he threw it on the ground in his room. He went into the living room and opened the package. He looked at the picture of Jaci Valentine. Jaci was definitely a good-looking girl. Jaci had a tan, was very tall, close to 6 feet in height with brown eyes and straight brown hair. She had a curvaceous build with pretty good breasts. In his humble opinion, they were probably a C cup. Besides the picture, all four of them had fake ID's, 200 dollars worth of spending money and a list of some of the clubs in New York to visit. Dwayne thought it was kind of ironic that the quote, unquote good guys would circumvent the law. Well, with the quality of the ID's there was no question that they could get into any club they wanted to.

Dwayne threw the picture away and called out, "Hey, guys. PD sent us some fake ID's, some spending money and a list of the clubs here."

Tammy, Creaig, and Robert walked into the living room. Tammy was a bit mystified that Dwayne's employers would do this for him. It was like they were kids themselves. Creaig and Rob gave each other a pound and smiled at their good fortune.

Tammy said, "Well, it's 7:30 now. Due to my clubbing expertise, I'd say we have until say 9 to get some alcohol in us. Then we take some time to sober up, change clothes, and leave here at about 11.
"Sounds good to me." replied Dwayne.
Robert walked over to the courtesy phone and dialed room service, "I've always wanted to do this."

Dwayne and Creaig arched their eyebrows at Robert.

Rob adopted a bad British accent and said, "Yes, Room Service. I'd like a bottle of your finest Old English 40 Ounce Malt Liquor to be delivered to penthouse suite number 221, please?"

Dwayne and Creaig broke out laughing. In fact, Dwayne was laughing so hard he was lying on the ground in the fetal position.

"Yes, you'll bring it up? Jolly good show, old chap. Could you be a good man and send up a bottle of your finest champagne with the malt liquor? You will, thank you and have a good night."

Robert hung up the phone and smiled, "I think I've hit an high point in my life now."

Tammy just shook her head, "PD and DP are truly ghetto, aren't they? What other place could you call room service and get an 40 ounce bottle?"

Dwayne picked himself off the floor and said, "People who have a gold statue of Homer Simpson at their house throwing up gang signs probably don't care about hotel decorum."

The Old English and the champagne reached the penthouse 2 minutes after Rob's call. Robert took the beverages and Dwayne went into the kitchen and found 4 glasses. Creaig opened the 40 Ounce bottle and Dwayne popped the champagne. Creaig poured himself and Rob a glass of the malt liquor. Tammy and Dwayne had glasses of champagne.

Dwayne raised his glass and said, "New York will never be the same, West-Side!"

They all yelled, "West-Side" and drank their beverages.

Tammy asked, "Why did you say West-Side, Dwayne. We're on the east coast."

Dwayne grinned, "Well, I just wanted to be different. Besides, East-Side just doesn't have the same élan."

Tammy shrugged, "Makes sense."

After a few glasses of champagne, Tammy was a bit tipsy.

Tammy smiled and said, "Guys, I'm going to make this a night that we'll never forget." She stood up and began to dance.

Rob wisecracked, "Are you going to get naked?"

Tammy walked over to Robert and sat in his lap. "I bet you couldn't handle it if I got naked."

Dwayne was torn because he knew that Tammy was slightly drunk and probably wasn't coherent. However, his hormones overrode his sense of morality and he wanted to see if Robert would manage to get her to strip.

Robert smirked and said, "Try me, Tammy."

Tammy started to shimmy on Robert's lap and blew in his ear. After sitting on his lap for a while, Tammy took off her shirt and stepped over to Creaig. Robert had a blissed out look on his face. Tammy draped herself on Creaig's lap and tousled her hair a bit, unbuttoning her bra in his face. Creaig saw her big breasts in his face and was in a state of shock.

Tammy whispered in his ear, "I'm glad you like them."

Tammy got off of Creaig, turned her back to him and pulled her pants down, bending over so he could see her toned behind. Tammy was topless now with a small pair of black lace panties on. Creaig had a red face with a shit-eating grin.

Tammy sat in Dwayne's lap, licked Dwayne's ear and whispered, "Do you like me, Dwayne?" Dwayne shook his head yes.

Tammy went to the other ear and said, "I'm glad, baby. I've kind of known that you've had a crush on me for a while now. Well, I would like to be your girlfriend. You've always been a nice guy and I think I need someone like that in my life. Besides that, you're looking pretty good."

Dwayne kissed her softly on her ear and whispered, "I would be honored to be your boyfriend, but why are you stripping?"

Tammy whispered, "Because I've always wanted to strip in front of a group of guys just once. I won't do this again, besides I want you to see what you'll have later."

Dwayne thought that pretty much blew away his theory that Tammy was too drunk to care about how she was perceived.

Dwayne whispered, "Finish it." Tammy bumped and grinded on Dwayne's lap like she was a bucking bronco. Tammy's face was flushed with exertion as she got off Dwayne's lap and grabbed the bottle of champagne. She took a swig out of the bottle and poured the contents all over her body, grabbing her breasts and licking the nipples, looking right at Dwayne as she did so. All three men were unbelievably aroused by this spectacle and were sporting erections.

Tammy got off the table and said, "I don't want any of your guys to tell anyone else about what happened here tonight. Understood?"

All of the men nodded in agreement. "Now, I need to get ready to go club-hopping now." Tammy walked out of the living room to her room.

Dwayne, Rob, and Creaig looked at each other in shock. Creaig thought that he was right about Tammy having issues, but he wasn't going to complain about it. A dream came true for him this day and there was no doubt this was a story to tell the grandkids when he got older. He would never forget the day of Friday, September 12, 1997. Robert couldn't believe what he saw. It was like that scene in Wild Things with Neve Campbell, Denise Richards, and Matt Dillon as far as the use of the champagne went. Tammy made him forget all about April leaving him. Dwayne thought that he had to be one of the luckiest men on the face of the planet. Tammy gave him a strip show and basically told him she wanted to be his girlfriend. Of course, he would be stupid not to agree. Tammy seemed like she was definitely willing to do anything. Besides, his crush on Laquanda wasn't going to be fulfilled anyway. However, he wished that he could've seen Tammy naked in the privacy of his room instead of with two other guys. Rob and Creaig were his tight-kid-corners and all, but I don't think they would want him to be there if their girlfriends were getting naked.

Rob yelled, "Hey, Dwayne. What was she talking to you about?"

Dwayne smiled, "She wants to be my girlfriend, dun."

Rob said, "Damn, what's your secret?"

Dwayne shrugged and stated, "I'm just that damn good, son."

Creaig sighed, "Congratulations, man. I'm pretty sure we won't be seeing another strip tease from her again?"

"Hell no!" replied Dwayne.

Robert grinned, "I know this much, I won't be able to look at her the same way again."

Dwayne answered, "Don't try and analyze it, just think of it as a early Christmas present."

Robert said, "Fair enough, let's go ahead and get ready to go."

At about 9:00, the quartet emerged from their rooms. Dwayne stepped out in a white mesh shirt, khaki pants, and black dress shoes. Tammy wore a short black dress with high heels and a gold necklace. Her hair was combed and fell down to her waist. Creaig wore an all black Wu-Wear ensemble with black boots. Finally, Rob modeled a white Polo Jeans t-shirt with baggy blue jeans and Puma sneakers.

Dwayne looked at Tammy and whistled, "You look beautiful, Tammy."

Tammy smiled and said, "Thank you, Dwayne. You look good too."

Tammy smiled and said to Rob and Creaig, "You two look pretty good as well."
Rob and Creaig said in unison, "Thanks, Tammy."

Tammy said, "Okay, let's go. We've got clubs to hit and drinks to consume." They left the penthouse, ready to make their mark on the Big Apple.

Dwayne and company got into the Impala and drove off to visit three of the clubs on the list provided by PD. During that time, in the first club the police had to shut down the party going down. A brawl broke out in the second club and the music sucked in the last club they went to.

Creaig yelled in frustration, "Dwayne, remind me to tell PD and DP that their taste in nightclubs suck."

Robert scowled and growled, "Let's go back to the penthouse. It's safe there."

Tammy chided Creaig and Robert, "Where's your sense of adventure, guys? C'mon, it's only 11:00. We've still got plenty of time to have some fun."

Robert retorted, "To answer your question, I lost my sense of adventure when I punched that cross-eyed mushroom dude in Club Cherry Blossom."

Dwayne groaned, "Listen, peeps. I'm still ready to get my groove on. Are you guys with me?"

Creaig sighed and stated, "We'll go to one more club. If that sucks, we'll go back to the penthouse, okay?"

Dwayne said, "Deal." Dwayne thought that he was glad that he and his friends were still going clubbing. He needed to try and meet up with Jaci Valentine sometime today. "Listen, we're coming up to another club now."

Dwayne and his friends reached Club Indigo. The club had a line that covered a couple of blocks with a huge bouncer regulating the line in front of the entrance.

Creaig groaned, "How are we supposed to get in there?"

Tammy smiled mischievously, "Don't worry about it."

The quartet parked a block away and walked to the front of the line.

The muscular, 6"5 bouncer looked at them and said, "You people must think your special or something, skipping ahead of all of these people."
Tammy sidled up to the bouncer and rubbed his chest.

In a breathy voice she said, "Ooh, you're so big and strong. I know you'll be a good boy and let me and my friends go inside."

Tammy then turned on the puppy-dog look and said, "Please."

The bouncer said, "Okay, you and your friends can come in, but if you're looking for a real man instead of these dudes you're with, call on Ivan."

"Thank you, Ivan." replied Tammy with a dazzling smile.

Dwayne thought that he would beat his ass down if he talked shit like that again. Apparently, his anger showed on his face because Rob and Creaig pulled him away quickly.

Industrial music blasted through the air as Dwayne and his friends entered the club. Women danced in cages and people of all shapes and sizes were all over the place. A bar was situated right in front of them. The dance floor was about 30 feet away from the bar and booths for people were spread liberally through the club. Creaig was happy that a club was blasting out industrial music compared to that R&B crap. Robert was scoping all of the females in the place. Dwayne and Tammy had their arms around each, happy to be with each other. Dwayne said, "Let's find a table, guys."

After pushing through the crowd, they managed to find a booth in the corner of the room and sat down.

Rob motioned to a nearby waitress and said, "Can I have a Hurricane please?"

Tammy, Creaig, and Dwayne ordered a glass of white wine, a shot of vodka, and a glass of Henessey, respectively.

The waitress looked at them in disdain and said, "Show me some ID." They showed the fake ID's to the waitress. The waitress gave their ID's back and said, "Your drinks will be here shortly."

Dwayne smiled to himself at how the ID's fooled the waitress. Dwayne looked at Rob and said, "Are you sure you want a Hurricane?"

Rob scoffed and said, "Yeah, my stomach can take a Hurricane."

Creaig raised his eyebrow at Rob and said, "Cast-iron? Son, your stomach is like silly putty."

Rob's face mottled in a flash of irritation and said "Shut it up."

Creaig shrugged and said, "Okay, when you get so sick you start spewing, just try not to get anything on me."

Tammy stated, "I second that motion. This dress cost a lot of money."

Rob said, "You act like I'm going to throw up as soon as I finish drinking the Hurricane. Besides, my parents have kept me on lockdown for so long, I deserve to be stupid once in a while. If it wasn't for Creaig and Dwayne, I'd be nothing but an 90's version of The Beaver."

Dwayne shuddered and replied, "I like you just the way you are, but before tonight you haven't had any alcohol. You're moving to the hardcore shit. I don't want you to get really messed up, okay?"

Robert said, "I'll be okay, Dwayne. Thanks for the concern, though." A couple of minutes later, the drinks arrived at their booth.

Dwayne sipped at his glass of wine and thought about his day so far. He's had a lot of fun with his friends Rob and Creaig. Besides that, he's gotten a strip show from Tammy and the promise of more erotic things to come from her. Most importantly, Tammy was his girlfriend now. Dwayne smiled at the thought of Tammy riding his penis.

Tammy slowly drank her glass of wine, savoring the taste. White wine was definitely a drink from the gods. Tammy was happy that she was with Dwayne, Rob, and Creaig. She was glad that Dwayne still wanted to be with her despite her stripping fantasy. Most dudes would probably be upset that their girlfriends stripped in front of their best friends. Since Dwayne was so understanding, he was going to get a special surprise when they got back to the penthouse. Tammy grinned to herself and finished her wine.

Creaig threw down his shot of vodka and belched. After saying excuse me to his friends, he thought about Tammy. Tammy had always been a bit flighty in the years he's known her. In his wildest dreams, he'd never thought that Tammy would break out the stripper routine. They were friends and all, but he definitely wouldn't get naked in front of his friends. Dwayne was a lucky bastard to be with a freak like that. He had a feeling that Tammy had other tricks up her sleeve.

Robert managed to drink his New Orleans Hurricane. The Hurricane went down smooth and gave him a warm feeling in his belly. He thought about how Dwayne was like Shaft all of the sudden. For the past couple of weeks, women have been on him like white on rice. Dwayne was his tight kid corner and all, but this ho-macking shit was pissing him off slightly. Dammit to hell, he wished that Tammy would be his girlfriend. He knew that Dwayne was going to be getting the fucking of his life when they got the chance.

Tammy tapped Dwayne on the shoulder and said, "Let's dance."

Robert looked at Tammy with slightly bloodshot eyes and said with a slur, "Where's my dance?"

Tammy sighed, "Maybe if you were sober, you'd get a dance."

Robert suddenly jumped on top of a nearby table and yelled, "FLAMING SPEAR, HOT DAMN!"

Dwayne put his head in his hands, Tammy cringed and Creaig grabbed Robert to try and make him sit back down.

Robert pushed Creaig's hand away, grabbed his crotch and screamed at the top of his lungs, "PUSSY PLEASER RIGHT HERE!"

Ivan ran up to Robert, picked him up and said, "You've had too much, son."

Tammy said, "Creaig, could you get him a cab and go back with him to the penthouse?"

Creaig sighed in resignation, "Okay, but I want something in return."

Creaig pointed to his cheek and Tammy kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you." Said Creaigas he followed Ivan and Robert out of the door.

Dwayne said, "I knew that was going to happen. I'm glad that he didn't try and beat someone up."

Tammy said, "True, I hope he'll be okay."

"He'll be okay. He's probably going to wake up with a bitch of a headache. Now let's dance, mademoiselle." replied Dwayne as he offered his hand to her.

"I'd love to, Dwayne." answered Tammy as she took his hand. Tammy and Dwayne got on the dance floor as Aphrodite's Summer Breeze drifted through the air. Tammy shook her body sensually against Dwayne. Dwayne put his arms around Tammy's waist and dipped low with her. Tammy spun away from Dwayne and started to shake her body like the holy ghost hit her, with sweat dripping off her body. Dwayne looked into her blue eyes and lost himself her gaze. The grooves permeating through the song gave Dwayne rhythm he didn't know existed in him. Dwayne went ballistic, breaking out the moonwalk, break dancing, and hell even some stuff he just made up. Tammy felt Dwayne's energy and started to dance with renewed vigor. Both of them were creating such a commotion that the crowd stood back to look at the couple. The DJ changed from Summer Breeze to Bodyrock, feeding the frenzy in Tammy and Dwayne. In fact, the frenzy that enveloped Tammy and Dwayne moved throughout the crowd, making Club Indigo jump like never before. Finally, Tammy and Dwayne had to sit back down. As they went back to their booth, the crowd gave them an ovation.

Tammy and Dwayne smiled and yelled in unison, "Thank you!"

The duo sat back down at their booth in exhaustion.

Tammy asked, "Where did you learn how to dance like that? The last time I saw you dance was in elementary school and you sprained your ankle doing the Humpty Dance."

Dwayne smiled and said, "God or somebody was giving me the ability to dance like that. Besides, who wouldn't want to dance for you, Tammy?"

Tammy blushed, "Flattery will get you everywhere."

"That's the plan."

Tammy's face suddenly darkened into a scowl.

"What's wrong, Tammy?"

Tammy hissed, "That bitch is wearing MY dress."

Dwayne groaned to himself and thought that with his luck the offending party would Jaci Valentine. Dwayne looked and saw that it was indeed Jaci Valentine, talking to the bartender.

Dwayne remarked to himself, "Of course, why can't I ever predict good shit?"
Tammy stood up in fury and snarled, "I'm going to beat her ass."

Dwayne held her back, "C'mon, so what if she's wearing the same dress as you. That just means she has good taste. We don't want to raise a ruckus or anything."

"Let go of me, Dwayne. I'm not going to come over there, the little bitch is coming here."

Jaci Valentine walked over to Dwayne and Tammy.

Dwayne smiled and said, "Hello there."

Dwayne looked at Jaci and was just captivated by her luscious Italian looks. He knew that he was in love with Tammy, he'd always had a thing for her for a long time now, but Jaci's mere presence was messing up his brain.

Tammy said with a cold grin, "Hi."

Tammy could see that Dwayne was falling for Jaci's assets and was extremely pissed off at Jaci. Jaci either didn't see the anger in Tammy's face or just ignored it as she introduced herself to the duo by saying hello to them.

Jaci smiled at the duo, "I had to meet the two people that got an ovation from the crowd here. Nobody's ever done that since I've been coming here."

Dwayne grinned sheepishly, "Thanks, it's was just blind luck really."

Jaci replied, "Don't be so modest, Dwayne. If you can make hundreds of people move, you must be special."

Dwayne smiled, put his arms around Tammy, "That's true, I couldn't have done it without my lovely girlfriend here Tammy."

Jaci stated, "Is that right? Well, talented people like yourselves simply must come to my party tomorrow night."

Tammy sneered, "Why is that?"

Jaci said, "Because it is one of the most exclusive parties in New York City. Besides, everyone likes a good party."

Dwayne asked, "You barely know us, why are you inviting us to such an elite affair?"

Jaci sighed, "Well, I need new blood to liven up the affair. The same old young men and women attend my party each year."

Jaci rummaged in her purse and handed Dwayne a envelope, "Here's your invitation. Don't lose it. I've got some other people to meet. I'll see you later and have a good night, or morning. Ciao."

Jaci stood up, gave Dwayne a peck on the cheek and blew a kiss toward Tammy and left to go dance.

Tammy said, "What does the damn invitation say?"

Dwayne looked at the invitation and replied, "It's a black-tie affair at her house. Wyclef Jean, Papa Roach, and Lush will provide the entertainment. Her father will also be there along with other people, blah, blah, blah."

Tammy bristled, "I saw how you were looking at her. I thought you were supposed to be my boyfriend."

Dwayne thought that he just couldn't help himself. It was like Jaci had some kind of otherworldly force that compelled him to adore her. Damn, he had no idea how he was going to dodge this one."

Dwayne said, "Tammy, guys can't help but be slightly attracted to other women. However, that doesn't mean that I'm going to jump on Jaci or any other woman that I see. I love you."

Tammy said, "Well, okay. But I think she has a thing for you, too."

Dwayne stated, "C'mon, she was just being nice to me. Are we going to go to the party tomorrow?"

Tammy said, "We're going, you just better be on your best behavior or it's both of your asses."

Dwayne sighed, "Okay, let's go home." Dwayne and Tammy left the club and sped off in Dwayne's car.

Jaci Valentine watched Dwayne and Tammy leave. A tall, shadowy figure appeared at her side and said, "Did he take the invitation?" Jaci said, "He took it. He and his girlfriend will be there tomorrow night." The mysterious man smiled and left.

Dwayne parked his car in the garage. He'd had a lot of fun at the club and gotten in with Jaci Valentine. He couldn't believe how easy it was to talk with her. He also reflected on how he suddenly got a girlfriend. It was amazing that Tammy wanted to be with him. The only thing is that he wouldn't be able to be much of a super-pimp anymore. Dwayne thought that although he wasn't a player anymore, he could still be a commentator. Dwayne got out of the car, opening Tammy's door for her. Tammy smiled and linked her arm in his. Dwayne grinned and led her toward the hotel entrance.

Dwayne and Tammy went to the penthouse. Dwayne opened the door and found that Creaig was still up watching TV.

Creaig said, "Damn, dog. It's 2 in the morning. You guys must have had a lot of fun."

Dwayne grinned, "You could say that, I'll tell you and Rob about it tomorrow. How is Rob anyway?"

Creaig smirked and said, "He's okay, and he finally stopped puking about an hour ago."

Dwayne raised his eyebrow and replied, "When did you get back here?"

"We got here about 12 so he was puking for about an hour."

Tammy yawned kissed Dwayne on the cheek and said "I'm tired, so I'm going to bed. G'night, guys."

"Good night" replied Creaig and Dwayne in unison.

"Were you waiting up for us?"

Creaig scoffed, "No dun, I was watching a Spanish soap opera marathon." Dwayne smiled, "Ah, I understand. Well I'm going to bed now. Good night." Creaig replied, "Good night."

Dwayne went to the computer room and sent an email to Creeper telling him about the party he and Tammy were invited to by Jaci Valentine. After sending the email, he went into his room, changed into a pair of flannel pajamas and went to sleep.

Dwayne opened his eyes to find a vision of beauty situated on his chest.

Dwayne sleepily replied, "Hi, Tammy."

Tammy kissed him softly on the lips and whispered, "Hi yourself."

Dwayne looked at the clock and saw that it was 7:00 a.m.

Tammy said softly, "I just need you to hold me."

Dwayne put his arms around her and held her to his chest. Soon Tammy's eyes closed and she went back to sleep. Dwayne looked at her blond hair splayed on his chest and smiled. He quietly left Tammy to lie in his bed and went to the computer room to get online.

Dwayne went and checked out Creeper's reply to his email. Creeper said that the clerk at the desk would have a fitted tuxedo equipped with a small wire so he could get info on Joseph Valentine. Creeper also said that Dwayne should be careful. Dwayne replied to Creeper's email saying that he'll be okay. After sending the email, Dwayne went to one of his favorite fanfiction websites, www.fanfiction.net. He looked in the Originals section because they had usually had some interesting material there. After combing through the stories, Dwayne finally found a cool series entitled "Sekola" that covered the adventures of an alien-like raccoon. Dwayne was so captivated by the story he sat at the computer and read all 15 parts of the story before looking at the clock and seeing that it was almost 10 a.m. Dwayne got offline and went into his room to see if Tammy was still there.

Dwayne saw that Tammy was still in his bed, so he decided to wake her up. Dwayne stood over Tammy and kissed her on her nose and moved down to the nape of her neck. Tammy opened her eyes and kissed Dwayne passionately on the lips.

When the two came up for air, Dwayne said, "Good morning, sweetie."

Tammy said, "Good morning to you, too."

Tammy stretched like a cat and pouted, "You didn't stay in bed with me."
Dwayne said, "I'm sorry, but I had some business to take care on the computer."
Tammy kissed him on the nose, "It's okay, so when are we going to see this ODB person."

"I'll let Creaig and Rob sleep another hour, then we all eat breakfast and everything and leave here at noon."

"Good, it probably won't take you that long to meet ODB, so we can hit some of the sights before coming back here to get ready for the party."

Dwayne frowned a bit and asked, "Oh, do you have a dress for the party?"

Tammy smiled and said, "Nope, but that spending money PD gave me along with some of your money should be enough to buy a beautiful dress on 5th Avenue."

Dwayne grumbled, "Damn, I was looking to buy some anime with some of that money."

Tammy slapped him on the shoulder, "Don't complain, and just think of this as the price you pay for looking at another woman."

Tammy then got out of his bed and went to her room to change. Dwayne just shook his head and got ready to change clothes.

At 12 noon, the party was ready to go. Dwayne was attired in a black NY Mets Mike Piazza jersey with black pants and sneakers. Creaig wore a black Atari Teenage Riot with gold lettering t-shirt, blue jeans and sneakers. Tammy wore a NY Yankees hat with a Derek Jeter jersey on, black shorts and sneakers. Finally, Robert was modeling a red Wu-Wear shirt, baggy Wu-Wear pants and Lugz boots. The quartet left the penthouse and got into the Impala to ride to ODB's headquarters in Brooklyn.

Dwayne and company made it to ODB's headquarters at 1:00. They stepped out of the car and Tammy commented, "Couldn't ODB be situated in a better place."

Creaig said, "Sure he could, but he's just keeping it real. So what if this neighborhood has a bunch of whinos, drug addicts, and hookers? Where's your sense of adventure?"

Tammy scowled and said, "Ha, Ha. Let's get this over with."

Dwayne knocked on the door and a man let them inside the headquarters.

The quartet stepped into the studio and was immediately blasted with marijuana smoke. Women's panties and 40 ounce bottles were strewn all over the floor.

Creaig smirked, "Yeah, this is what I expected."

Tammy looked on in disgust, "I should've known you guys would like someone like this."

Rob grumbled, "Yo, Dwayne. You better handle your woman, man."

Dwayne said, "Be nice, Tammy. It's not like all musicians are neat."
The man led them past a couple of rooms that had various groupies having sex to the studio. They looked through the observation glass and saw Old Dirty Bastard laying down vocals. ODB's head was knappy and his eyes were glazed over. ODB's beard was a bit unkempt. His wiry frame strained with effort as he bellowed out in righteous indignation about contracting gonorrhea. The beats being laid down were slamming.

Dwayne turned to the man who lead them in and asked, "Is he almost done?"

The man said, "Yeah, he should be finished with the vocals in another couple of days." Dwayne picked up his cell phone and called PD.

PD answered, "Talk ni***."

Dwayne smirked and said, "I love you, too. ODB should be finished with the song in a couple of days. In my opinion, you've got a platinum single on your hands."

"Thanks, dun. I want you and Tammy to have fun, but remember you're mainly there to get info on Joseph Valentine."

Dwayne said, "Okay, I'm out." PD said, "Peace."

ODB walked out of the studio and gave Dwayne, Rob, and Creaig a pound.

He looked at Tammy and said, "What's this hoe doing here?"

Tammy ran up to try and slap ODB but Dwayne held her back saying "She's my girl, Dirty."

ODB said, "My bad, we just don't get white girls in here that much. A piece of advice, always have a rubber and don't catch no gonorrhea. That shit hurts like a bitch.

Tammy spat out, "You disgusting bastard!"

ODB said, "Dun, you better get your woman out of here before I have to break out my whooping stick."

Dwayne said, "Okay, we're leaving." Dwayne and company left the studio and drove off.

Rob and Creaig both yelled in unison at Tammy, "Thanks a lot!"

Tammy yelled, "Fuck both of you, I don't care that you didn't get to say anything to that uncouth bastard. Nobody talks to me like that. Oh, and Dwayne, why didn't you really take him to task?"

Dwayne said, "C'mon, I didn't want to mess up PD and DP's relationship with ODB. Besides, he did apologize after he knew that you were my girl."

Tammy yelled, "To hell with that. You make me sick."

Dwayne groaned and continued to drive the Impala. For the next couple of hours, they visited the Statue of Liberty, 5th Avenue, WWF New York, Central Park, and Radio City Music Hall. At about 6:00, Dwayne and company returned to the penthouse.

Dwayne put on his tuxedo and got the Pimp Cane. He thought about all of the stuff he's done today. He woke up to see Tammy straddled on top of him. He was definitely done with that. He was even down with the banter they had later that morning. The ODB meeting could have been better if Tammy didn't hate his style. Because of how he acted, Tammy gave him the cold shoulder most of the day. He sighed and figured that he would find a way to ride it out. Maybe this party will help him do that.

Dwayne knocked on Tammy's door and said, "Are you ready to go, baby?"

Tammy yelled, "Go away!"

Dwayne said, "I'm coming in."

Dwayne opened the door a crack and an ashtray flew at his face.

Dwayne ducked that missile and said, "C'mon, I need you to go with me to this party. I'm sorry."

Tammy said, "Sorry isn't good enough."

Dwayne said, "Well, what do I have to do to make it up to you?"

Tammy said, "I want you to get away from me for a while. I just need some space. Go to the party."

"I can't go without you, baby."

Tammy threw another ashtray at him and said, "GO!"

Dwayne closed the door.

Dwayne sighed, "Rob, Creaig. Come out here." Rob and Creaig went to Dwayne.
Dwayne whispered, "I need you two to help me out. Try and calm her down while I'm gone, okay?"

Rob and Creaig replied in unison, "Okay." Dwayne said loudly, "Goodbye, Tammy."

Tammy yelled, "Goodbye, chickenshit."

Rob and Creaig looked at each other and put their heads down in their hands, knowing it was going to take a lot of work to calm Tammy down.

Dwayne drove to Jaci Valentine's estate, upset that Tammy was throwing shit at him. It was fucked up how this situation turned out. He couldn't fight ODB because his employers had a good relationship with ODB. Besides, he did apologize to him after breaking out the ho comment. He was just giving out some advice, but apparently Tammy didn't like it. As Dwayne reached Jaci's estate, he sighed and thought why does shit have to be so difficult in a relationship.

Dwayne stepped out of the Impala, showed the valet the invitation. The valet went to park the car. The mansion was huge, making Pegasus Pavillion look like a shanty. The mansion was Mediterranean in makeup and was built in beautiful white marble with gold letters saying Valentine Villa. Dwayne got his keys from the valet and went inside Valentine Villa. Dwayne walked inside and saw that the entertainment area was huge. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling and the dance floor was filled with people. He heard Wyclef Jean singing "Staying Alive" one of his hits. Dwayne definitely thought that this party was jumping. Dwayne went over past the dance floor to a buffet table. He picked up a plate of honey-glazed ham, corn bread, collard greens and a glass of wine. Dwayne found a table and and sat down, watching his fellow partygoers have fun. He ate his food, but he wasn't in a good mood. Dwayne couldn't help but think of Tammy and how she was doing. If he didn't have a job to do, he never would've went to this party in the first place.

Jaci Valentine was talking to two distinguished gentlemen when a butler informed her that Dwayne Wayne has arrived. Jaci said, "Excuse me, gentlemen. I have to talk to this man." Jaci smiled as she walked over to Dwayne. Jaci couldn't help but think that this would be a landmark night for her and Dwayne.

Dwayne saw Jaci and thought that he wasn't really in the mood to deal with her, but he had to be close to her so he could get some info on her father.

Dwayne smiled at her, "Hello, Jaci. You were right, this party is slamming."

Jaci responded, "Yes, it is. Where's Tammy?"

Dwayne sighed with regret, "Tammy couldn't make it, so I'm flying solo."

Jaci said, "I'm sorry to hear that. If I was Tammy, I would do all I can to be with you."

Dwayne thought that Tammy was right about her, but he just needed to string her along until he got what he needed.

"Thank you for the compliment. Would you like to dance?"

Jaci smiled and said, "I'd love to." Jaci and Dwayne danced a slow number, with Jaci doing her best to sidle up to Dwayne. Dwayne continued to play the game, trying to do his job and leave. After a while, they stopped and sat down.
Jaci said, "I'd like you to meet my father Joseph Valentine."

Dwayne said, "We're going a bit too fast, aren't we?"

Jaci whispered softly in his ear, "You can never go fast enough for me, baby."

Dwayne's eyebrow raised as he replied, "Is that right?"

Jaci kissed him hard on the lips before Dwayne could offer a protest.

Jaci said, "You know you want me. Tammy isn't good enough for you. You should be with me."

Dwayne's mind was out of wack, the passion in the kiss made him weak in the knees. Dwayne managed to compose himself and said, "I'll think about it. But you know, I'd like to meet your father before I commit to you." Dwayne thought that he was going to do the damn thing and get out of here. Jaci thought that she had him right where he wanted him.

Jaci led Dwayne to a room in which her father was talking with two other gentlemen. Jaci walked over to Joseph Valentine and gave him a hug. "Papa, I'd like you to meet Dwayne Wayne."

Joseph Valentine shook Dwayne's hand and said, "It's nice to meet you, Dwayne."
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Valentine."

Joseph smiled warmly,"No need for to call me Mister. It makes me feel old, just called me Joseph."

"Okay, Joseph." replied Dwayne.

Dwayne thought that Joseph Valentine should be called Mister, he sure as hell doesn't look like GQ material. Joseph was a portly Old Italian man with brown eyes. Besides that, he looked like he had rheumatism. But then again, PD told him that he was athletic for his size so he shouldn't be too overconfident. Jaci, Dwayne, Joseph, and the two other gentlemen had a long conversation. Dwayne thought that he definitely had what he needed because they basically recruited him into the mob. They told him about some of the dirty deals Joseph was conducting in New York and how a man of his talents would be able to help him. Jaci was happy that Dwayne seemed to open to the idea of joining his father's business, but there was one more thing that was needed to cement him into the family.
Jaci stood up and said, "Father, we really must leave now. The party is still going on."

Joseph laughed, "I'm sorry, dear. Have fun, you two." Dwayne and Jaci smiled and left the room.

Jaci grabbed Dwayne's hand and pulled him into a room. Jaci softly closed the door.

Dwayne laughed, "Hey, where are we going, I thought the party was ahead."

Jaci started to take off her dress, "The party is right here,
baby."

Dwayne thought OH SHIT! Dwayne backed away and fell down on the bed. Jaci dropped her black dress and stood in a black bra and black panties.

Jaci moved above him and said, "Don't you want to be with me? Put that cane down and come here, baby."

Dwayne knew that all he had to do is use the Pimp Cane, transform and it would be all good. However, Dwayne was drawn toward Jaci like a magnet, she just overrode all of his common sense. Dwayne put the Pimp Cane down and started to pull his tuxedo off. Jaci cooed as Dwayne took off his coat and shirt. Jaci kissed him passionately. As she kissed him, Dwayne couldn't get enough of her tongue dancing with his in a duel of pleasure. Jaci slipped off his pants and he stood only in his boxers. Jaci kissed down his chest, bathing his nipples with her tongue. Dwayne groaned as she kissed his stomach down to his cock. Dwayne was enjoying Jaci's ministrations, but he felt like Jaci was taking the strength out of him with each kiss. Dwayne figured that there was no woman alive that could take someone's strength during sex. Jaci pulled back his boxer shorts and pulled out Dwayne's penis. She went to town on him, licking his balls and giving him an unbelievable blowjob. Dwayne's cock was rock-hard and ready for action. Jaci took off her bra and panties and stood up, rubbing herself over Dwayne's member. Jaci lowered herself on Dwayne's penis and rocked slowly. Dwayne groaned in pain now.

Jaci rode Dwayne's cock and leaned over him whispering, "I bet you're wondering what's happening to you.

Dwayne moaned, "What are you doing to me?" Jaci moaned on his cock and pushed her breasts together. "I'm taking your strength away from you."

Dwayne croaked, "Why?"

Jaci said, "It's quite simple, Big Money."

Dwayne's eyes grew wide, "How do you know who I am?"

Sweat poured out off Jaci as she orgasmed, moaning and thrashing in ecstasy. Jaci pulled herself off him and said, "A good friend of yours told me who you are. You'll find out tomorrow."

Jaci bent down and licked her excretions from his penis.
She then put her wet mouth on him and sucked on it hard. Dwayne tensed up and climaxed in her face.

Jaci cleaned his cock, smiled and said, "Such a waste." Dwayne drifted to unconsciousness.

Robert, Creaig, and Tammy were worried about Dwayne. They believed he was kidnapped, so early on a Sunday morning Creaig called the police. The policeman who answered the phone said that since they hadn't heard from any kidnappers or anything, the police didn't have much to go on. Tammy grabbed the phone and yelled that Dwayne was going to an exclusive party last night at 55th street and the residence was Valentine Villa. The policeman said that it's not necessarily a kidnapping, Dwayne could have just stayed there for the night and he forgot to call. Robert grabbed the phone and talked about a missing persons report. The policeman said they could fill it out, but it would take a while. Tammy thanked the policeman and hung up the phone.

Tammy snarled, "The incompetence of the New Wales PD must extend to the New York Police Department."

Creaig said, "Let's call PD and DP."

Robert asked, "Why?"

With an exasperated sigh, Creaig said, "They have more money than God. They could get a commando force together or something."

Tammy said, "That sounds good to me."

A knock came on the door. Robert answered the door and PD and DP appeared.

PD said, "Have you guys heard from Dwayne? He was supposed to call me last night after he got back from the party."

The three teenagers shook their heads. DP whispered in PD's ear, "Damn, Valentine must have got him."

PD whispered, "That's obvious, but I don't know how he could pin Dwayne. Anyway, we have to go there and get him out of there."

PD said, "Listen guys, we're going to Valentine Villa and get Dwayne out of there. We'll call you when we bring him back."

Tammy growled, "Oh hell no, you're taking me with you. Nobody kidnaps my man and lives to tell about."

PD pleaded with her, "Tammy, it would be much safer for you to stay here. We can get him out."

Tammy kicked PD in the shin, grabbed him by his lapel and slammed PD against the wall. "Listen to me, I'm going to go with you or I will beat the living piss out of you and your friend from one end of this place to another. Are we clear?"

PD fearfully replied, "Yes, ma'am."

Creaig and Robert said in unison, "We're going too."

DP thought that he wouldn't want to be the person who fucks with Tammy Grabek. PD shook his suit and said, "Let's go, people."

Dwayne woke up slowly, still feeling weak from his sexual encounter with Jaci. He saw that he was tied up with Jaci and Joseph looking at him. Dwayne thought that the tying down shit was getting old.

Dwayne smirked at Jaci, "Was I the best you ever had? Do you have to almost kill a man to get your rocks off?"

Jaci slapped Dwayne in the face, "No, you were the first to feel my power."

Dwayne spat out, "But not the last, I'm sure. I do remember that your pussy was so loose it was like spaghetti."

Joseph backhanded Dwayne in the face. "Don't you dare talk to my daughter like that."

Dwayne scoffed, "I'll talk to that little slut anyway I want. You ain't the boss of me. Say, are you Marlon Brando's twin brother?"

Clapping burst through the air as Catman walked into the room. Catman smirked and said, "Would you look at this? My old friend Dwayne has been a bad boy."

Dwayne snarled, "Are the Golden Glocks getting so weak they need you to do their hardcore shit?"

Catman said, "No, they've come to their senses and put me in charge of shit in the field. That means I get to personally handle pieces of shit like you. Ain't it keen?"

"Oh yeah, this is just peachy. So how did the mafia find out who I am?"

Catman smiled, "Mr. Valentine saw that his rivals in the mafia were being taken out, one by one. He called us up to ask for protection against your associates PD and DP. Well, we figured that eventually they would send you to try and infiltrate Mr. Valentine's organization. So that's why you were invited to the party, basically so we can just get rid of you. Mr. Valentine stays in business and we get rid of a threat."

Dwayne replied, "That's great, so I guess Jaci sucking the life out of me was part of the plan."

Catman shrugged, "Yeah, you don't know that the beautiful Ms. Valentine is chemically enhanced to be able to seduce anyone she wants. The strength sucking part is something that she can use at her discretion. Hey, look at it like this, at least you'll spend your last moments knowing that you had great sex."

Dwayne looked at Jaci and asked, "Jaci, did you really have to do it like that."

Jaci shrugged and responded, "Yeah, you were trying to take my father down. I love my lifestyle and you would've ruined it."

Dwayne stated, "I hate to tell you this, but it's going to be ruined anyway. I'm sure that PD and DP will be here to rescue me."

Catman smirked, "I'm sure they will, but you'll be dead before then."

Dwayne asked, "Where's the Pimp Cane?"

Catman answered, "The Pimp Cane is right where you left it last night. Couldn't pick up the damn thing, but it's kind of attached to your life force and all too, so it's too weak to come and save you."

Dwayne smiled and sarcastically replied, "I guess all those years riding in the short bus finally helped you out, Catman. Congratulations. I'd clap for you, but I'm kinda tied up."

Catman smiled and said, "Talking shit to the end, I like that."

Catman signaled to two men and said, "Take him away, I want to be able to kill him in the most unspeakable manner possible." A loud noise rattled the windows in the room. Dwayne grinned, "It's not over yet."

PD, DP and Tammy stormed into Valentine Villa, cutting a swath of destruction through Catman and Valentine's troops. PD and DP were amazed at how vicious Tammy was. They just gave her a weapon and she went to work. In fact, it was almost like she was fated to be a bad girl.
PD yelled, "I'll search the left, Tammy go to the right, DP go to the rooms straight ahead."

Tammy shook her head and pointed straight ahead, "No, we all need to go this way."

PD asked, "How do you know?"

"I just have a feeling."

DP said, "Fuck this, we don't have time to debate. Let's go."

The trio ran straight ahead, fighting past soldiers and thugs with minimal effort.

Catman yelled, "How the fuck are they getting so close to us? Those soldiers should be slowing them down. Damnit, I wanted to torture you, and then kill you. I guess a couple of bullets to the head will have to do.

Catman, Joseph, and Jaci all raised their guns ready to bust a cap in Dwayne's ass. Dwayne closed his eyes and his mother appeared to him saying, "It's not your time yet, son. Open your eyes." Dwayne answered, "Thanks, mom." "You're welcome, pookie."

When Dwayne opened his eyes, he saw that Joseph was lying on the ground clutching his arm in pain. Tammy was beating the living crap out of Jaci, but he saw that Catman was still standing with a snarl on his face. PD and DP were lying on the ground.

Catman growled in rage, "You thought you were the only one with ill powers, didn't you? Your friends managed to stop us from shooting you, but they couldn't stop me from hurting them."

Tammy threw Jaci's bloody and barely conscious body to the side and stood up, asking, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Catman bowed to Tammy, "Hello, Tammy. It's like this, your boyfriend is the great superhero Big Money and my job is to kill him. The damning thing is he would be dead by now if it weren't for you and his friends. Now, it's time for him to die. Catman closed his eyes and a red glow surrounding his entire body. Catman pulled his hands back and a huge blast of crimson energy burst forth from his hands toward Dwayne.

Tammy yelled, "NO! YOU WON'T KILL HIM!"

Tammy ran over to Dwayne, prepared to shield him from the attack.

Dwayne's eyes grew big and he yelled, "NO, STAY BACK!"

Tammy lunged toward Dwayne's body, closed her eyes, and prepared for the worst.

The heat of the energy blast enveloped Tammy, but she found out that she was draped over Dwayne and the energy blast didn't kill her. Tammy opened her eyes and saw that she was glowing with a blue light. Her clothes were changed into from the all black ensemble she was wearing into a maroon suit. Catman looked on in amazement as he saw Tammy Grabek withstand an energy blast that would incinerate an ordinary man.

Catman stammered, "No way, no how."

Tammy said, "I'm with you."

Catman snarled in anger, "I don't know how or why, but you're going to have to die."

Catman unleashed another energy bolt and Tammy dodged it. Tammy raised back her hands and cried out Ghetto Blaster as a fierce blue blast hit Catman in the chest, knocking him back.

Tammy said in a menacing voice, "If you hurt him again, I'll kill you."

Catman groaned, "This isn't over, Dwayne, a.k.a Big Money, PD, DP, Tammy. All of you will pay for your transgressions against the Golden Glocks."

Catman closed his eyes and disappeared in a bright red light.

Dwayne looked at Tammy and said, "What the fuck just happened here?"

"I've got no idea. All I knew was that I had to save you and then this power came over me."

Dwayne said, "Thank you for saving my life. I'd say from the looks of it you're a crime-fighting pimpette now."

Tammy walked over to Dwayne, untied him and gave him a hug with tears running down her face. "I'm so glad your safe." Dwayne hugged her tight in response.

PD and DP got up from the attack by Catman and looked at Tammy's change in wardrobe.

PD said, "You know we've never heard of a female ghetto superhero before, but somehow you were fated like Dwayne to be a badass."

Tammy said, "That's great, but don't I get a weapon like him."

A female walked into the room and said, "Here's your weapon."

PD looked at her and said, "Pam Grier? What are you doing here?"

Pam walked over to PD and clocked him in the jaw. "What does it look like I'm doing. I'm giving Tammy her magical Pimp Cane."

"Did you have to hit me?"
Pam smiled, "Yeah, I had to hit you. Anyways, your cane has the same attributes as his. You can transform it into any hand-held weapon. You have increased strength and agility. Your fighting attacks are the Ghetto Kick, Punch, 40 Ounce Bounce, and you can also do the Ghetto Blaster, which is a big release of energy. Dwayne has the ability to do the Ghetto Blaster as well. Unfortunately, your partners haven't been training him hard enough. As far as your clothes go, you'll probably change into big bellbottoms or hot pants, some crap like that along with the standard modern stuff."

"That's great, but why me?"

Pam smiled, "Because you're the one. I've been waiting to give this to someone for a very long time."

Tammy looked at the cane in her hand, which had a small gold figurine of a woman standing on top of the world as her handle.

Pam said, "That cane was wielded by me, so I want you to honor this cane as it was your own child."

Tammy smiled and asked, "One more thing, am I'm a unbelievable pimp like him?"

Pam smirked and replied, "Girls are always pimps, and they can play whoever they want. I'm off now. I'll leave you in the somewhat capable hands of PD and DP." Pam walked out of the room.

PD said, "Somewhat capable? She hasn't done a good movie since Jawbreaker."
Pam returned and cracked him over the head with a stick. "Anyone else going to talk shit." All of them shook their heads no.

Dwayne, Rob, Creaig, Tammy, PD and DP left the Valentine Villa. They left behind the evidence that Dwayne got on Saturday night at the party. Craig and Rob still didn't know that Dwayne and Tammy were superheroes. Dwayne and Tammy slept in each other's arms Sunday night. Rob, Creaig, PD and DP went out on a night on the town. One thing was for certain; this was a weekend that Dwayne, Rob, Tammy, and Creaig would never forget.

End Chapter 3

Author's notes

This one is going to be very long. First off, the line in which Creaig was talking about giving Tammy an unbelievable orgasm was actually from another fanfic writer, Peter Suzuki. It was a title of one of his Tenchi lemons "Sasami Has a Passion Satisfying, Earthquake Making, Glass Breaking Orgasm." It's a funny little read. I just reworded it. When Robert was drunk and he yelled out "FLAMING SPEAR, HOT DAMN" that was from "A Raisin in the Sun" by Lorraine Hansberry. AP English does count for something, :) Umm, when I had thought this up, I actually basically stayed with most of what I did, except for the Tammy thing. I wasn't planning on her to be a girlfriend to him or anything, but when I get to typing and changing stuff, that just popped into my head. I also wasn't going to make her into a heroine, but that happened too. The reaction of the police when Creaig and company called them might be screwed up. I didn't really know exactly what the protocol was. The Pam Grier thing was a add in, but it makes sense considering that she was like the first (and maybe only) female actress that really kicked ass in blaxploitation movies. Also, this thing ended up being very sexual with the strip tease by Tammy and Jaci's seduction of Dwayne. That's the breaks, I guess. I had fun writing this up. As I was doing this, it felt like it was a movie or something. One more thing, this is my longest piece of work and I hope people enjoy reading it.


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