"Becca In The Heights"

Rated R for mature audiences.

Mikah took off from the mansion in his Porsche, He was on his way to pick up Blaze at the Salon. Mikah kicked it into 4th and cruised Mission Viejo Blvd. It was an upscale area of town. A lot of higher classed clients lived in this area. He stopped at the red light. A hot bitch was in her car along side Mikah's. He looked at her then smirked. It was immediate sexual tension. Mikah squealed the tires at the light, he left her car in the dust. He was getting close to the Shoppe where Blaze was getting her hair done at. 

Mikah saw Rebecca walking up the sidewalk. He had been looking for this fucking bitch for months, What was a piece of shit, meth using, junkie whore, like Becca doing in the Heights? On Mission Viejo? Mikah went around the block. That skank had disappeared once more. Becca owed the Cartel a lot of money. "Where the fuck did that bitch go?" Mikah pulled up in front of the shoppe.. He waited for Blaze as he looked around for Becca.

When Blaze walked out of the shoppe, she looked fucking hot as a witches tit in a brass bra.  He loved the way her platinum blonde hair looked in the breeze, the way she walked, confident and sexy as hell.  Mikah had some rather filthy thoughts when he saw his baby girl.  But, everyone already knew he was a sick mother fucker.  So, it didn't matter.  

Mikah smirked when Blaze opened the car door then sat down.  "Damn Doll face you are so fucking hot, you're killing me right now.  You know what I mean?"  Mikah looked down at his pants.  "Whoa! Down boy. Down!"  He looked back up at her, then started laughing his ass off.  "Babe, You'll never guess in a million years whom I just saw.  I'll give you a hint.  Skank, skank, skank.  Oh, and if I didn't mention, skank."