Chapter 3 – Curiosity murked the cat, I’m trying to murk Red I
So 2 weeks had passed by since the last BabyCT fiasco, I hadn't seen her but she became my biggest cheerleader on the boards. She started involving herself in my e-beefs and Makayla was starting to notice. The block was getting hot, not that should've cared but whatever. I saw Makayla during those two weeks and she was starting to ask questions. I always responded back to end the convo. Petty shyt.
Makayla – I see BabyCT is your newest fan.
Nukka: She’s just a friend. She’s not actually interested in me like your boyfriend Red I .
Makayla: He’s a sweetheart, but I don’t like him. A little weird and he’s not my boyfriend.
Nukka: Speaking of boyfriends, you still got feelings for your ex? Yall patching things up?
Makayla: I don’t want to talk about this with you.
Nukka: I thought we were buddies?!
(Sidenote – There was also a thread in TLR “Sign in if you had sex last night”, I knew better than to participate but Makayla did one time after her visit. This got Red I upset and he expressed his sadness to her that Makayla was dating someone. SMH)
(Sidenote #2 – During this time, BabyCT was posting erratically about her ex, taking sex pills, asking other women if they have regular orgasms during sex. Of course, being the petty poster I was , went into every thread clowning her and humble bragging that I give chicks the business and that she was losing by dealing with a nikka that can’t make her bust a nut )
Red I also had his heart set on a chick HazelEyez, but she was openly dating Constance Teenio. One day Red I entered the TLR Aim chat room while the usual crew was in there, and me and Connie start clowning him for his simping ways. (if only he knew my real life simping, LOL) Red I makes a thread about us in retaliation and of course that turns into fukkery and disses flying back and forth. For some reason, BabyCT jumps in on my behalf and starts going at Red I. shyt is a royal rumble, I got 1 chick going hard at the simp of my other chick. I think at this point Red I disappears for a few days on some emo shyt. Whatever, he was annoying anyway.
Later on that night I’m chatting Makayla and she’s asking me to lay off on Red I as he’s very sensitive. I’m like WTF, you should be on my side. I’m the one tickling ya cervix every other weekend. fukk Red I
Timeout – This is all very childish in hindsight, but at the time it was grade A fukkery and hilarity. – Time In
Curiosity murks the cat
So a few days pass by and just when I think things are normal, BabyCT calls me.
babyCT: Nukka, I need to use your computer!
Nukka: Why? You have a laptop, use that shyt. Or go to the library.
BabyCT: PLEASE? I gotta put in an application for a job and register for a class.
Nukka: Go to the..
BabyCT: And print something out. You got a printer, right?
Nukka: SIGH….Ok.
So against better judgement, I give this chick my address. I didn’t have plans but I wasn’t trying to entertain her, cuz bullshyt always follows her like a dark cloud. She shows up a half hour later and I let her in (I make sure to log out my SOHH account, lol ) and lead her to my bedroom and point her to my computer. I’m hoping she’ll do her business and leave, so I go to the living room and watch TV. I have a perfectly good TV in my bedroom, but I’m not trying to entertain her.
After about 20 minutes, she’s calling me into the room. I head down the hallway wondering wtf she wants and open the door and this heifer is all in my picture albums. Nosy ass heifer.
BabyCT: Your printer is not working.
Nukka: Aight, lemme check it.
BabyCT: Jess is really cute, you must got some game, huh.
Nukka: “I got no game, its just some women understand my story” (I’m a Nas stan, sue me)
BabyCT: *she sits on my bed* Whatever. Anyway, so this where you “give chicks the business, huh?”
Nukka: Yes, but that’s none of your business. Aight, the printer is fixed I’m going back to the living room.
BabyCT: Why you watching TV out there? Don’t leave me in here by myself. I feel all lonely, I’m supposed to be your guest.
Nukka: Aight, whatever.
So I plop down on the bed and she sits at my desk. I’m looking at the screen and I see her bring up SOHH and the login page comes up. Good thing I logged out, u sneaky heifer u . Anyway, I must’ve dozed off cuz I wake up and she’s laying next to me, looking at me. I’m thinking she doing this weird shyt again where she gonna stare at me til she falls asleep. But nope. She kisses me.
ONCE AGAIN ITS ON. We start making out, I’m trying to unbuckle her pants but she’s stopping me. Whatever, I turn up the foreplay, kissing and sucking on her neck and chest, blah blah…time to try for the pants again…bingo. Got them undone and I try to pull them down and she grabs my wrist to stop me.
BabyCT: We can’t. It’s too soon.
Nukka: *what I really wanted to say – Biiiiiiiiiiiitch, what kind of peanut butter and jelly shyt…*
Nukka: *what I really said* I know, we’re not having sex, but still...let go of my hand
So I slip my hands into her pants and it’s a damn waterfall in there. Anyway, my fingers get to work and 20 seconds later she’s convulsing and shyt. I barely touched her and she’s busting off.
BabyCT: Whaaa?! That was quick, it usually takes me forever
Nukka: shut up, I aint done.
Back to work with my fingers and she busts off two more times in the span of 5 minutes. So at this point I’m feeling like the muthafukking man. I’m thinking I’m gonna get the most fire head in return for the work I just put in.
WRONG. WRONG.
This heifer just lays there, talmbout she can’t move. Stroking my ego yet fronting on getting me off. Selfish summumma….Anyway, I let her just lay there in her own juices and then let her know its getting late and that she should probably head home. Clearly only one of us was busting nuts that night.
E-Clique
Some days pass by and things are going cool, or so I thought. Makayla had befriended a popular poster by the name of Queefs. (RIP). Me and Queefs had a complicated history, but for all intents and purposes we were cool, friends even. Unbeknownst to me, Makayla had bared her soul re: her dealings with me during girl talk with Queefs. Somehow, the nature of our situation-ship got morphed into me treating Makayla like shyt and not taking her feelings into consideration. These heifers did a Hulk jump to conclusions. SMH. So Queefs hits me up on AIM out of the blue:
Queefs: Why are you dogging my girl Makayla? (in my mind, I hear her squeaky ass voice questioning me)
Nukka: WTF you talmbout? Yooo, she told you? Aint nobody dogging her. She grown. #HOH
Queefs: All you do is fukk her, do you like her? Is she not good enough to be your girlfriend?
Nukka: I didn’t say all that. I’m her rebound dude, this is what she wanted. She trying to get back with her ex anyway so this is a moot point.
Queefs: She likes you a lot, she just scared to tell you. You cant be fukking her like that and not expect her to develop feelings. Just talk to her, Ok?
Nukka: She never should’ve told you. But whatever, I’ll talk to her.
So instead of doing the correct thing and cutting shyt off because Makayla is catching feelings, what does this Nukka do? I apologize for possibly mistreating her and ask her when she’s coming over next. (The sex was fiyah, I can’t even lie. I was thinking with my dikk) SMH. I’m a little upset that Makayla broke the code tho, I mean Queefs is cool and all but I’m wondering who else knows now. You know internet cliques cant keep secret for shyt.
Anyway, so a few days or so goes by without me hearing back from Makayla, I’m thinking our situation is dead, or she ran to the arms of Red I (fukk that nicca). Whatever, I’m gonna keep it moving. Around this time, I start chatting w BkBaby a bit more regularly, we are actually becoming friends and shyt. I don’t even think I know what she looks like at this point, I’ve just been talking to a voice all this time. Anyway, I let her know that I’m going to be in NYC the upcoming weekend and we should chop it up in person if she’s free. She’s game.
Whats wrong with a little meeting? Just friends right? Besides, she never posted a pic, she’s probably not even cute. (yeah nikka, YOU THOUGHT!)
(That’s the end of this chapter, I’m probably out til after Labor Day. Discuss amongst ya selves)
These are names I've never heard. It's crazy, back in those days, I was good peoples with a lot of the IC. Even to this day. Those my nikkas. A lot of the males and females just stop posting. For them, it was just a phase but still ppls till this day. Some came here, that's how I was recruited. My homie was like, come to thecoli. I was like, I am done with message boards breh. He was like it's cool. My first year I had a negative rep for my Hawks homerism.
I got relatives down there long before I went to school in the area I already knew don't even bother with American sisters from Philly.
They ignorant as fukk. You got the "Nu Soul" sisters now but it wasn't like that 10 years ago, plus those sisters usually on the for those White boys in the Art District
No wonder all the Ghana/Nigerian brehs I associated with just laughed at the notion of getting with an American sister. This was back in the day when I thought something was wrong with me for doing the RIGHT thing.
It was brehs from Africa I encountered when I was 18/19 that made me understand that this Black American shyt is wrong and our Women are fukked up.
The thing is a lot of them if there wasn't a good Naija woman available they would opt to date Latinas for the most part.
There are a lot of Africans in Philly but it can be a small community so I do hear brehs from the Motherland will venture out because it can be suffocating at times
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Yall patching things up? 
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and of course that turns into fukkery 
and disses flying back and forth. For some reason, BabyCT 
I think at this point Red I disappears for a few days on some emo shyt. Whatever, he was annoying anyway.
) and lead her to my bedroom and point her to my computer. I’m hoping she’ll do her business and leave, so I go to the living room and watch TV. I have a perfectly good TV in my bedroom, but I’m not trying to entertain her. 
(I’m a Nas stan, sue me)
Good thing I logged out, u sneaky heifer u 
. Anyway, I must’ve dozed off cuz I wake up and she’s laying next to me, looking at me. 
I’m thinking she doing this weird shyt again where she gonna stare at me til she falls asleep. But nope. She kisses me. 
Anyway, my fingers get to work and 20 seconds later she’s convulsing and shyt. I barely touched her and she’s busting off. 
WRONG. 
(in my mind, I hear her squeaky ass voice questioning me)
(yeah nikka, YOU THOUGHT!)
for two whole years before i eventually joined.
