This story is about Lesane Crooks aka Tupac's long-lost daughter that he had no idea about. This story will take place in the 2000s. Tupac is still alive and is 49 in the year 2020.
I had just finished washing and getting ready for this photo shoot. Devontae volunteered to come with me so I didn't worry about that. I put on my lipgloss and fluffed out my hair.
"Are my lips that big" he asked me licking them. "They big but they pink and brown and they always glossy so they cute" I said spraying my perfume. We went upstairs to see everybody knocked out all around the house. Keith and that group went home so it was just the regular crew. "You and Keith back together" he asked as we got in the car.
"Nope and I don't plan on getting back with him anytime soon" I said as he started out the driveway. "Plus people move on fast as hell by Wednesday he'll be laid up with Trisha. Speaking of him I went to the clinic on my break and I got checked. Thank god I'm clean"
"I knew yo ass was freaky you wouldn't need to get checked if y'all don't have sex" he said laughing. "Mind ya buisness thug" I said stepping out the car. The place was right around the corner from the house and traffic was nonexistent.
"I'll be in there in a minute" he said putting the car in park and taking a phone call. I closed the door walking to the entrance and walking in. "Here for Mr.Trouble" I said. She told me where to go and I went to the door knocking on it. "Glad to see you made it" he said standing up.
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(Trouble) "Nice being here" I said smiling we got set up as he took plenty of pictures. "These are for my album cover" he said. "I have my homeboy coming over to do some couple shots"
3rd person La'nysha sat in the chair as they fluffed her hair more. "You gonna be working with a grown man you know that right" he said to her setting his camera up.
"I mean I know they gonna be older how old are you exactly?" She asked him as she got up. "31" he said making my eyebrows raise. "Wow okay" she said taking her robe off. "My tummy is bloated from my cycle sorry about that" she said poking at it.
"you know good and well your little flat tummy ain't hurting nobody" he laughed taking a shot.
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