Epilogue (Lamar's Ho)

"And do you, Shanequa, take Elizabeth to be your lawful wedded wife?" It was the cheapest preacher they could find. Shanequa said her "I dos" and the preacher pronounced them wife and wife. Shanequa took Elizabeth in her arms, dipping her and kissing her with passion and soul.

The two weren't going to honeymoon. Their work duties didn't really permit it. Nor did they even get a true wedding night with just each other. Instead, Lamar was in the backseat of the limo, already naked.

"You bitches ready to party?" he said crudely, his cock already at half mast. But the girls giggled in spite of themselves. That was the ho life. The pimp ruled the roost, and Elizabeth would adhere to her duties to Lamar ... and Hinata, and Kumar, and Sergio. It was a diverse ending -- her daughters were Black bred, her ex-husband was in the remote reaches of Alaska doing god knows what, and she was raising a litter of progeny from a variety of fathers. It wasn't the life she'd ever pictured, but it was the life she got.