Marie Latrice never knew how God was continue to bless her until she decided to hitch hike a ride with the devil. He was introduced to her by the devil’s helpers dressed in a wool suit. Marie had been down this road before not knowing that karma was standing at the bus stop waiting on her to make choices that she often made for years. It wasn’t about sex, she had no problem spreading her legs to any wolverine who showed her a good time and was willing to spend their money to keep her smiling. What she didn’t learn from was the multiple penises that entered her unprotected. But having a baby by an conceived money pit was an insurance policy, at least that’s what she thought. Sometimes brains and beauty are often measured by the amount of money one is willing to spend.
Has the world turned church minded folks into up rooted prostitutes selling their souls to leave in the moment?
It appears Maria took pride in playing the victim, but when you look around at her circle; it was a circus act of zoo animals she called her friends. On paper a few seem to have it together, but that was a smoke screen. They all lack live intelligents.
After being in a six month relationship, she were introduced to one of the devil’s helpers that convinced her weak shallow mind that he could provide a life that could always imagine. He was a fake servant of God at the Grace Covenant church in San Diego, California with the title of Board of Directors. Minister White is what the church members called him.
To switch over to this borrowed lifestyle; she needed to turn the tables on her current situation as if he had ruin her life. God couldn’t sleep that night. Every lie that produced words from her month subtracted days of her life. Lies started to multiple in full sentences, sentences turned into paragraphs; before long her cheating and infedilty became a normal four day weekend. Minister White started struggling with his own demons, not knowing that the streets were watching him and taking notes.
One night after Bible study a group of goons approached the hypocrite Minister who dropped to his knees and begged for forgiveness. They didn’t want to rob him, they were tired of false prophets representing the devil in casket sharp clothes claiming to be men. He died asking God to forgive him from the list of his tongue
Once the news got back to Marie, “it was just another nigga she met, on to the next” she said. But her demons were slowly surrounding her as she woke up to go to work but became sick. Vomiting up clots of blood, then passed out on to the floor where she hit her head on the corner of the fireplace. The devil had unplugged her phones lines!