Foreign Broads & The Death of Manhood

Maurice and Jerrel were top of the line hood niggas, that had it made from birth but Maurice was more hood more ghetto, he'd throw on a white T shirt and some slides, hell he even screw the basic chicks with scars and tattoos, but not Jerrel him on the other hand wanted the foreign looking broads, the foreign cars and he loved to stay fly, kind of on the arrogant side of life, Ms. Ella fought hard for the two young men and they settled for nothing less. Everything they wanted had to be exclusive. They had the best looking broads cars and clothes, and that's how she raised them. So dating an average broad was so out of their league, they only gave into the supposedly bad bitches with high class, lots of ass and their own cash. They loved strippers because they were part owners in the strip club Bottles and Booties, so getting a foreign looking broad every night wasn't an issue, and neither was falling in love. Until Jerrel meets Briahnna and falls head over heels for her. Her foreign body and foreign looks, takes him by afar, her spending on trips and designer things, takes him over the edge, his love for her runs deep, runs him into a relationship that he'll never live down, one that he'll kill to hide and forget, but there's no escaping or turning back because once it's done it's done. there was no turning back not even if it killed him...