Terror Firsthand #98: Alone In Baltimore City

 ©Terror Firsthand is a fictional blog series that was created in 2024. It is for entertainment purposes only, and I wrote it from the top of my head. Photos are reenactments and dramatization. The following story is for mature audiences only. Please, do not try anything dangerous at home.

Warning: extreme terror, sexual content 

Terror Firsthand: Alone In Baltimore City 

Khadija Green inside The Demonic Soul podcast studio in Atlanta 

After I got to Baltimore Maryland, I checked in at a Blue Roof Motel. I started watching YouTube and I saw Khadija Green on The Demonic Soul podcast with Josh and Paul Thanksgiving. She got engaged to Shawn Carriage.

"So Khadija Green, you're engaged huh?" Asked Josh Thanksgiving.

"Yes, I'm engaged to a man named Shawn Carriage, and here he is." She said, pointing to Shawn.

"How did the two of you meet Shawn?" Asked Josh Thanksgiving.

"I met Khadija Green at a ministry event after I moved to Atlanta. She's such an awesome person. She's always helping victims of emotional incest get back on their feet. She's doing an awesome job at Holy River Ministries and I knew that she could possibly be my wife." Shawn Carriage said.

They looked like a match. They looked like the perfect couple.

"That's cute. So Shawn, why did you move to Atlanta?" Asked Paul Thanksgiving.

"Well, I moved here to sell drugs." Said Shawn, while laughing hysterically. Everyone started laughing.

"Sike. Nah I'm just playing. I moved here because I started a organization called Leaving The Block. It's an organization to help gang members get off the streets." Said Shawn Carriage. 

"Good for him." I said outloud.

"So when is the wedding?" Asked Paul Thanksgiving.

"We haven't set a date yet, but it will be very soon." Said Shawn Carriage.

"So Shawn, are you HIV positive?" Asked Josh Thanksgiving.

"No. Why would you ask me something like that?" Asked Shawn.

Shawn Carriage was being really dumb. Khadija Green's ex boyfriends and husbands were all downlow homosexual men and famous gay porn stars. Khadija had HIV. How could he not know? He barely knew that girl. 

Paul and Josh Thanksgiving both looked at Khadija Green with disgust. Paul Thanksgiving shook his head. He knew that Shawn didn't know. 

"Khadija do you have HIV?" Asked Paul Thanksgiving.

"Why are you asking me something like that in front of my fiance!? Are you trying to embarrass me?" Asked Khadija. "Do I look like I have HIV?"

Shawn Carriage on The Demonic Soul podcast in Atlanta 

"Baby you don't have to answer that if you don't want to. I know you don't have HIV baby." Said Shawn. 

"Well guys that about wraps it up for today. I hope you guys wrap up your d*cks before you start f*cking these women! We out!" Said Josh Thanksgiving.

Why was Khadija Green on podcasts like The Devil's Universe and The Demonic Soul anyway? What would make a Christian go on podcasts with names like that? Something wasn't right about Khadija. She didn't even tell Shawn about her condition. She started looking dishonest. Shawn was just a square that thought Khadija looked good. He was too green to see beyond her outer appearance.

After The Demonic Soul podcast went off, I turned to another podcast. Big Fly was on Rappers On Point. I assumed he was in Louisiana.

"What's up Big Fly, how's life going?" Asked the host, Geechi Beechi, who people call "GB" for short.

"I'm doing great my brother. Great to be in town. And rest in peace to Mevin Died Heaven, they will never be forgotten." Said Big Fly.

"So Big Fly, word on the street is you have a 12th baby on the way is that true?" Asked GB.

"Yeah that's true." Said Big Fly.

"And your current girlfriend, who is your 11th baby mama, doesn't know yet?" Asked GB.

Big Fly on Rappers On Point podcast in Louisiana 

"She will know if she watches this. If she doesn't, then no, she won't know." Said Big Fly while laughing. GB started laughing. I hated Rappers On Point podcast for real, I just wanted to see Big Fly.

"How do you think she's going to react man when she finds out?" asked GB.

"Like all my other baby mothers reacted!" Replied Big Fly, while laughing. 

"How did they act?" Questioned GB.

"They all threw a fit and started hating. You know how it go bro. They didn't want me to move on. I'm moving on anyway." Answered Big Fly. "I take care of all 11 of my kids and I'm going to take care of the new one too. I want all of my baby mothers to get along." 

"Yuck!" I said outloud. I hated niggas like Big Fly. I'm not attracted to men with a lot of kids. 

A 719 number called me on my phone but I ignored it because I didn't know who it was. I assumed it was one of the apartment complexes I had inquired about in Colorado. I got up and went into the mini fridge and grabbed a mini bottle of champagne. I began to drank the champagne while eating meat and cheese from a charcuterie board. Then I went back to the TV.

"Just be careful man. One of those women might not take the news so well." Said GB.

"It's all good. I got all of my baby mothers in line." Said Big Fly. Then he shed a tear over Christian Lewis.

I could only imagine what it felt like being Big Fly's baby mother. It must've felt like a number. 

"Sorry for your loss bro." Said GB.

"It's okay. Baby girl is in a better place now." Replied Big Fly. 

The 719 number called me two more times and I ignored it. I continued watching the podcast show.

"So Big Fly, there's also word on the street that most of your music streams are fake, and that's why your new album "Free Big Mosquito" was removed from Spotify, is that true?" Asked GB.

Rappers On Point host

"I don't want to comment on that bro. My streams aren't fake. I got alot of real fans in D.C. and all over the globe. I'm one of the biggest rappers in my city." Big Fly stated.

GB posted a screenshot of Big Fly's distributor giving him a warning about the fake streams.

"It says in this email from your distributor that if you keep using artificial streaming services that you might get kicked off of Spotify. This email doesn't ring a bell? So all 1 million streams on your Free Big Mosquito album were fake bots?" Asked GB. He obviously didn't mind embarrassing Big Fly.

"Man where the hell did you get that email from!?" Asked Big Fly. "Nigga don't pay with me! You been snitching on me or something nigga!?" Big Fly stood up from the table.

"I have a lot of sources Big Fly." Said GB.

"Nigga are you hacking my email or something nigga?! This is personal information! You're f*cking up my money bro!" Big Fly yelled as he got up from the table and slammed the headphones down and walked out of the studio.

"Yeah that nigga using fake streams bro. He's not going to last long. Everybody knows. That's all for today's Rappers On Point podcast. Make sure you guys subscribe to the channel and hit that notification bell." Said GB. 

The podcast went off and I went to bed. The next morning, I went downstairs to pay for the hotel room again. I went back to my room and saw that Big Fly's baby 11th mother shot at his new pregnant woman.

"27 year old Tysheka Robinson shot at a pregnant woman earlier this morning, while she was leaving her house in the Southeast section of Washington D.C. Tysheka Robinson was in a relationship with the rapper Big Fly, and shot the pregnant woman because she was having a baby by the rapper. Robinson was upset because the rapper cheated on her. Robinson has been arrested on two charges of attempted murder and use of a firearm in the commission of a felony. The victim was rushed to the hospital, but survived her injuries." Said the reporter. 

Big Fly's 11th baby mother Tysheka Robinson 

Big Fly was off the chain. Now he had his baby mothers shooting at each other. Wasn't loosing Christian Lewis enough? Why couldn't he just keep his legs closed and stay faithful to one woman? Why did Big Fly have to live the life of a player?

I took a shower and ate a light breakfast. Then my phone rang. It was the 719 number again. I finally answered. It was Daddy P.

"Hi baby. I got transferred all the way to ADX Florence. I've been trying to call you." He said.

"I'm sorry Daddy. I didn't know that was your number." I replied.

"I just got here yesterday. I'm not going to be at San Quentin anymore. I'm going to be here now. So go ahead and try to book the video visitation for this facility." Daddy P said.

"Okay Daddy. I'm going to save this number so I'll know that it's you. I thought it was just another apartment complex calling me. I've been looking for an apartment for us to stay in, but they're very expensive." I said.

"Don't worry about that bae. I promise. Everything will be okay. Don't stress out over that. When you do get it I'm going to f*ck you all over the apartment. But right now I want you to go get my name tatted on your p*ssy, on your titties, or on your lower back. Can you to do that for Daddy today?" Daddy P asked.

"Daddy I rather wait until you get out." I said.

"But I want you to do it today bae. Go get daddy's name tatted so when I f*ck you I can look at my name." Daddy P requested. He was moving pretty quickly.

"But Daddy, I want you to get my name tatted too, so I'll know that you're serious." I replied.

"Bae, just do as Daddy ask." He said 

"But Daddy, can I just wait?" I asked.

"Ok baby. What color panties are you wearing?" Daddy P questioned.

"They're black. All my panties are black." I said.

"When I come home I want you to wear some thongs. Are you going to wear the thongs for me bae? I know you probably got a big ass dildo somewhere." Daddy P questioned.

"I stopped wearing thongs years ago but I'll wear them for you daddy. No I don't have dildo." I said. He was trying to make me horny and it worked. I decided that I would go buy a dildo after the call. 

"I'm beating my d*ck right now. Moan for me bae. Go head and play with that p*ssy for me. I'm bout to nut." Said Daddy P, while moaning.

I started playing with myself and then I started moaning for Daddy P. 

"Yeah that's right bi*ch. Moan for me bit*h." He said. I wanted to pull my panties back up and stop having phone sex. That was the first time he had called me a bi*ch. I didn't like it. He was acting like a gorilla all of a sudden and I became scared again.

At the motel on the phone with Daddy P 

I kept moaning and he kept calling me bi*ch.

"Daddy can you call me bae instead of b*tch?" I asked.

"Ok bae. I didn't mean it like that. You're my b*tch though right?" Daddy P asked.

"Yes, but can you just call me bae. I don't want you to call me bi*ch." I said.

"Oh bae. Just keep moaning and playing with that p*ssy for Daddy. Put the phone by your p*ssy so I can hear those juices, picture my d*ck going in and out bae, I'm bout to bust a nut all over the place." Daddy P said, while moaning even louder. 

I started moaning even louder, while picturing daddy P f*cking me inside a big apartment in my head, and then I had a orgasm. Daddy P came at the same time.

"Now I have nut all over my hand. Bae I'm bout to go wash off and I'm going to call you later. Stay by the phone. I love you baby. I need you to trust me. I'm not going to hurt you. I know you don't wanna use coke no more. I get it." Said Daddy. 

Daddy P was like Al Pacino in the game. He was known for slanging that white. He knew I was in recovery, and didn't want to go back.

"Ok daddy. I'll stay by the phone bae. I love you. Muah." I said.

"I love you too. I'll talk to you in a bit." Said Daddy P.  

At the adult store in Bmore

Daddy P made me feel like freak. I freshened up a bit and then drove to the nearest adult store. I walked around the store until I found the perfect sex toy. After I brought the dildo, I went back to the hotel and ordered room service. Then I took a shower and went to sleep, not knowing what tomorrow would bring.