Three Years Later

                                    

                                          
The years was up. And all of Allen's hard working paid off. But one thing, I never got in the gun range yet.we were still working on that.
                          
My hair had grew back to my shoulders again. Because of the Shea butter I always used kept my hair long and beautiful. Allen took me in the shop and we got our hair done up. 
                          
His locks retwisted and my hair was neatly twisted into locks. I gotta hand it to Allen, when he forced me to do those Squats and raise those weights for ten months I got out with a big booty and muscles. Not to much but enough to handle them bags he threw.
                          
The Clock went off. I was the first to jump out of bed. Today we were going into the gun range. I was super happy. I washed for twenty three minutes and went to he room.
                          
" Allen! Get up ya rest all di while time fi get off ya bokside baby!," I cried. He moaned and grabbed my waist then lifted up slowly. I squealed and pulled him to his feet.
                          
Then pushed him into the bathroom. I slid in a pair of shorts and a sweater. Allen got out And walked up to me. He kissed my lips and went to get dressed. I squealed and held my arm.
                          
Once Allen got dressed we got breakfast made a few drops here and there then finally the gun range.
                          
We pulled up into the lot. He parked and we made our way in. I rubbed my arm and listened to the people talk. Allen walked up to as stand.
                          
" Wassup man that gun not feeling right?," His friend said. I looked at Allen.
                          
" Nah, I got some training to do with my baby...," The man smiled and brought us toward the ranmge. He gave me a pair of ear muffs to muffle the other guns so I won't go deaf.
                          
Then gave us some guns. We moved down toward a empty lot. Allen aimed his gun and shot the dot in the head the chest the arm and the leg.
                          
I aimed mines. And the practice began Allen fixed my posture and said.
                          
" Make sure you hold it firmly and tight! It will jerk back...," I nod my head. He moved back and my hands shook, I lost control and pulled the trigger. 
                          
Next thing I knew I was falling to the ground with a bleeding nose and and soar eye. I cried a little. 
                          
Allen helped me up and kissed my lips and wiped the blood from my face.
                          
" Again.," This time he held my hand. My hands shook under his. I began to pull the trigger. It shit neatly but didn't hit the point. I looked at him.
                          
" Stop shaking... Just relax.," I nod and aimed. I inhaled and exhaled. Then put my finger to the trigger. I pulled and it shot. The gun jerked back and I moved my face.
                          
Allen looked at me. He shook his head and took the gun away from me. I cried as we left the gun range. He sighed,
                          
" You can't handle guns right now not right now baby...," I rolled my eyes and shook my head. He sighed and we went home. I walked into the bathroom and saw my swollen eye.
                          
Tears filled them. Allen walked in and hissed. I looked up at him and shook my head. He poulled me close and began to slowly kiss my lips.
                          
Pulling my shoulder length twisted locks into a ponytail. Then began to miss me slowly. I began to cry harder. Allen picked me up and sucked my neck. 
                          
We went to our bedroom. He laid me in the bed and pulled my clothes of slowly. I closed my legs. Allen looked up at me.
                          
" I'm a virgin...," He smiled and kissed my inner thighs slowly. I pushed him and moved away. 
                          
" Allen!," I cried.
                          
" Cozzie!," He whimpered.
                          
I watched as he began to pull me toward him by my ankles.