Prod & Bee
Bee was online looking at baby stuff for the room on the Mac Book until Prod came out the bathroom
Prod: (coming to the couch rubbing his stomach, laying across her lap) Bay my stomach hurt, I swear it was something wrong with that food
Bee: (sitting the computer down, rubbing his back) Boo it was nothing wrong with the food its what u put on it, I told u that ranch dressing & hot sauce on that alfredo was gone have u messed up.
Prod: But it was so good, I couldn’t stop eating it
Bee: (laughing) I thought I had a weird appetite, are u sure u not the pregnant one
Prod: I have a dick not a pussy so I can’t get pregnant
Bee: (laughing) It was just a joke gosh, boo u are to sensitive
Prod: (pouting) No I’m not
Bee: (pecks his lips) It ok to admit, I wont judge u
Prod: Yea, yea, yea … did u call the girls to go shopping with u tomorrow
Bee: (grabbing her phone) I was about to do that until u came in her acting like a baby
Prod: (getting off her lap) But I’m your baby
Bee: (on the phone) U sure are
Bee call all the girls but nobody answers their phone
Bee: (looks at the clock) Why none of these bitches answer the phone, its only midnight & they asses know they don’t go to sleep this early
Prod: (snickering) I beat I know what they doing (humping the air)
Bee: (throwing the couch pillow hitting him) Is sex all u & the boys think about
Prod: (throwing the pillow back but it misses her) Pretty much…now are u gone give me some
Bee: (pointing to he stomach) With this big ole belly I think that would be a negative
Prod: But we had sex a few weeks ago & clearly u were pregnant then
Bee: Um all u did was give me head & I gave u a hand job so that wasn’t really nothing
Prod: (moving close to her) Well this time u gone give me head
Bee: (pushing him away) Maybe another time but not tonight
Prod: Girl u are so lucky u pregnant cause if u weren’t I would throw u over my shoulder take u upstairs & bang your brains out
Bee: If I wasn’t pregnant I would let u do it to, but I am now go get me some chips & hot sauce out the kitchen please
Prod: (laughing) U are so lucky u are carrying my child & I love u cause if u were anybody else I would say bitch go get yo own shit
Bee: (hitting him upside his head) Boy if u ever say that to me or any other woman I will beat the black off of u do u understand me
Prod: (rubbing his head) Yes mama
Prod goes & get Bee her chips & hot sauce, Britt finally returned her phone call & said she would go shopping with her tomorrow if she lets her pick the colors. She agrees then her & Pros chills until they fall asleep on the couch.
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This one is boring to but i promise next chapter will be good if it doesn't get made private
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LIVIN' THE MINDLESS LIFE - MB STORY (RATED-R)
FanfictionA rated- r MB love story when they are older with wives and children. Read if you want to know what goes on.
