Karma Brism. 19 years old. 5 foot 7 brick house for damn sure. Ass to tittie ratio on point. A face so beautiful you could say it was carved from the hands of Michael Angelo himself, actually  she was once told. Bred from a white heroin addicted mother and fifty year old Haitian pimp. Attracting older men definitely ran in her blood. 
Archibald Jackson. 57 year old. 6 foot 5 Caucasion male. Millionaire ceo. He's watched his granddaughter (Laura) and Karma play and grow up together for years and he can't help the rush of emotions he feels at the sight of a now fully adulted Karma.
Literally a story about a teenage girl going from rags to riches. From the hood to the suburbs.

My Bestfriends Grandfather

Knowing I had a few things to take care of, I texted Mack and let him known I wasn't feeling well enough to go to work.


The first thing I wanted to do was see Laura so we met up at IHOP for breakfast.?


"I feel like it's been so long since I last saw you. How's everything?" Laura squeaked at the sight of me.


"Pretty good, actually." I replied, Laura and I have each other a big bear hug.


"I can tell. You're absolutely glowing. Even your boobs look great!" Laura commented.


"You know, when you called and said you wanted to talk, I was kind of surprised. I felt like since our little argument, our friendship hasn't been the same." Laura confessed.


I nodded in agreement. "It hasn't. And I wanted so badly to just let everything go, and leave you alone but Archibald talked some sense into me-" I started to say mindlessly but Laura cut me off.?


"Archibald as in... Grandpa Archibald?" Laura questioned me, her eyebrows raised up to her hairline.


Chapter 25