Chapter 195 Different Races

Chapter song: King of the Dancehall by Beenie Man

"So where's the wife?" Caleb asks as Samson leads them into his home. "Relax; she's out shopping with the kids." Samson chuckles. "Good; because that woman is as scary as hell, how in God's name do you deal with her?" Fabian asks with a snort. "With lots of love, patience, compromising, and yeah sex, lots and lots of passionate sex, when she will give it up that is." Samson laughs.

"Now you're talking my language dawg." Caleb laughs punching Samson's shoulder as he began singing one of Beenie Man's songs and dancing to the beat in his head.

"Pon bed, pon floor, against wall

We sex them hard till them bawl

We a the girls them sugar that all

Welcome the king of the dance hall.

Caleb was about to repeat the verse when Samson growls his name in a threatening tone. "Oh, sorry O holy one," Caleb said with a cheeky smile and a little bow, and Samson growls again before turning to the others.

"Alright guys, you wanted a tour, then let's do this." "Yeah before his wife gets back." Ty laughs. "Okay let's start from the top," Samson said walking towards the lift. "Dude has a freaking lift in his house," Caleb commented in disbelief. 'Hey, my wife was pregnant with twins, would you've rather her walked up these stairs? She couldn't even see her toes." Samson laughs.

They were about to head up the stairs when the gate buzzer chimes. Samson walked over to a screen on the wall, press a button at the bottom and the screen came on revealing who was at the gate.

"Nice, state-of-the-art security system. How much does something like this cost per month?" Caleb asks as Samson presses another button opening the gate. "A lot but it's worth it." He replied walking over to the door and opening it and three guys walked into his house. "Oh, sorry we didn't know you had company." A tall American one said.

"These are the guys I was telling you about, meet Caleb, Fabian, and Tyler, otherwise known as the Jackson brothers. The new addition to my group of friends." "As if the group wasn't big enough already." A tall muscular Jamaican one said.

"There's always room for more," Samson said. "Now guys meet my three very good friends, Marlon." He said pointing to the one that just spoke. "Mike." He said pointing to the short Mexican one. "And Justin." He finishes pointing to the tall slim American one.

Wow, friends of three different races, and now he has three Indians as well. Ty thought with a smile as they all nods their heads in greeting. "Now you guys all mean a lot to me so I'm hoping you'll all get along," Samson states as Marlon narrows his eyes at Caleb.

"Marlon, are you okay with this?" Samson asks observing Marlon's actions. "So wat, if me say no, you will drop them three ya?" Marlon asks looking from one brother to the next. "I'm hoping it won't come to that," Samson said in a firm tone.

"Thought so, me alright man but if a man step out a place, me a bust him ass though." "I'm also hoping there won't be a reason for any ass-busting," Samson said as Caleb snorts. "Just saying," Marlon said putting on his most intimidating gangster pose.

"Oh, I would love to see you try," Caleb said in a challenging tone giving Marlon a cold glare. "Alright down boys. So anyway I promise these guys a tour so let's get on with it, shall we." "Alright, we will go raid your fridge in the meantime," Mike said heading toward the kitchen.

"I guess this is what it would look like if Caesar Palace and Buckingham Palace had a baby." Ty laugh. "This is dope dawg," Fabian said in awe. "Loving your security system," Caleb said in admiration.

"Thank you, guys," Samson said proudly. "You're insured right?" Caleb asks. "Yes, I am…." "Holy fuck!" Caleb swears and jumps in shock as a huge white dog appears out of nowhere.

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