God and I always had a good relationship. He would talk to me. At times, I didn’t know what HE was talking about, but later on in life, they would make sense. All of the lessons God has given me has paid off thus far. HIS words stated “Tomorrow is an event that cannot be predicted, but the past is an event that cannot be forgotten.” While sleeping on it and praying on it, the lesson that I was just learning took three months to understand the meaning of it. I was growing out of love for Chris and loving Patrick again. I had to tell Chris that I was happy but not satisfied and the only person that can keep me satisfied is “Patrick” which Chris and I stated simultaneously. It was the little things that made a difference to me and it seemed as if Chris mined the little things I focused on. Things between Pat and I continued right where they left off my freshmen year in high school. We were talking more and spending more time together. When I was with him, nothing else matter because I was safe in his presence. He would go out of his way and satisfy me as if there was no option. That is why I always had feelings for Pat because he came through when I knew he would. One year later, I found out I was pregnant with Patrick’s baby. We were both smiling for joy. Nothing can bring us down. Every night before I go to bed I say this prayer: First and foremost, I would like to say THANK YOU. You have been through for me when no one else was. You have shown the light to me when I felt I was still in darkness. You have given me knowledge when I was unwilling to learn. You have allowed me to see another day when before it was an unknown day to me because I did not know what was going to take place but you sent your angles down to protect me and my love one. Thank You, in Jesus name I pray, Amen.
Pat and I are still attending the same church. He calls me in the morning to pick me up. We ride together and sit together. Enjoying the word, the praise, and the choir is all I can ask for in a Sunday service. When we are not sitting together, he is the director of music on second and third Sunday’s for the male chorus and little sun beams.
Another lesson came from HIM which was out of the wood work. HE told me “Everything is not clear from what you view from your eyes.”A couple of Sunday’s went by and Patrick started to change. I did not get phone calls for picking up for church. I was upset after he told me was not going to church that often. He had other plans, such as going bowling, hanging with the guys, and lodging around the house. I was a faithful Sunday goer and I knew that Patrick was too, but I didn’t understand the valid reason on why he just stopped going to church with me. Patrick and I have not been seeing eye to eye because I hold going to church deeply. I could not take another day of being mean to me. Patrick knew about my needs and that is all I needed from him, just to go to Church with me. Words were said towards each other. After 45 minutes of arguing, the truth came out. “I found another church that I like going to.” “Did it come to your head that it would be nice to share that information with me?” I stated. His response was “yes it did come to mind; I just wasn’t ready to tell you.” With tension in house, I had a feeling that this was not the way I wanted to bring in an unborn child. Changes had to be made and it had to start now.
I made phone calls to my sister and cousin to see if they can help me move. My family was in shock as I was. It took a week for me to get all of my belongings out of the house. The worse about me moving was that Patrick was helping me pack up my belongings as if he was rushing me out of the house. I couldn’t move fast because I was caring our baby, which we made together. I know one thing, if it is a boy, I will show him how to treat a women since his daddy do not know how to one. The day I finally moved out, I didn’t even hug Patrick, I through the keys on the floor and slammed the door behind me.
Two months went by and I was getting phone calls and texts from Patrick about “how much he missed me”. We decided to link up and talk about our feelings toward each other. I told Patrick, “I love you, but you have some selfish ways. All I ask for us to do as a whole is go to church together. It may be hard for you but I don’t see why. You stop going to church, you say you attend another church that I never heard about and that is the most hurtful thing to me. Yes we have the physical, the mental, and the educational side of each other. But what we don’t have is the Spiritual.” Patrick told me “I don’t know what had gotten into me. I guess I gathered all the information I need from church. He had put me through thick and thin and I am still lessons. Relating the message to everyday life is kind of hard. HIS name is Jesus Christ. I know what he did for me, and why he did it. Other than that, I don’t need to explain myself for nothing. ” I responded “And you really want to continue going with our life like this? We have to make this work. I am carrying your child and the least thing you can do is not going to church with me. I don’t care what church we go to, as long as we go to church together.” Patrick was quiet for a moment. He stated “Ok, we can go to church together, we will make this work. You can move in tomorrow and I will do it all by myself.”
When I finally moved backed in with Patrick, I had a disturbing dream that same night. I heard God speak to me while I was in my sleep which woke me up. I remember HIS words stating “Lessons are to be learned and understood. Some lessons are harder than others.” I am sitting up and I looked over to Patrick while he was still sleeping.
AMEN
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
HIS words or his words (Part 2)
I state “What was this bitch thinking?” “Both of there faces was in shock. The dude hopped up quick and pulled his pants up. Can you believe this nigga had the nerve to tell me…um um, you must be Patrick? I have heard some much about you. I punched the shit out of him right on the spot. Crystal came yelling in my ear, what am I doing. I asked her, what are you doing? What did I do to deserve this? I work my ass off for you and this is how you pay me. She tells me, I’m sorry Pat; it was a one time thing. And that one time thing got your ass caught. I looked down and the dude was still on the floor. I grabbed his shit and threw it out the door. “I was thinking about slashing his tires but then I realized that he couldn’t go anywhere and then the cops would have to come, blah blah blah.” I asked Pat, “What did Crystal do after you threw here buddy out?” “This bitch had the nerve to go check on him asking him are you ok? I closed the door, locked it and grabbed some of her stuff and threw it in the backyard.” “Why the backyard?” “So I can set that bitch on blaze.” “No you didn’t burn her stuff?” “Shit, the hell I did. Her Coach bag I bought her for her birthday, Prada purses, some of her clothing she kept at the house. It had to be like $3,000 worth of things in that pile outside.” I had to interrupt “Were ya’ll staying together?” “We weren’t 100%. She still had some stuff over her sister house.”
“I opened the door and walked out the house. All Crystal could see were flames coming from behind me. The dude was on is feet and by the time I walked past him and I threw another punch and down go Frazier. So his ass won’t forget about messing with another man girl. As soon as the dude dropped again, Crystal grabbed me by my neck and scratched my face” I’m thinking to myself, damn, she have put her hands on my baby, I would have smacked the shit out of her. Patrick continued the story. “I dug my hands in her waist so she can let go. Next thing I know, she grabbed me again. She tried to knee my in my nuts but I blocked it knowing she was going for that. I threw her ass on the grass. When she got up again, she had this fierce look in her eyes. I told her, “You put your hands on me; I’m going to punch the shit out of you.” She tried to hit me with the statement, your going to put your hands on your girlfriend? I told her, I should knock your ass out just like your fuck buddy who is on your ground now for that fucking lie. She didn’t listen and I just slapped her with 50% power on her face and she fell to the floor. She looked at me in shock and I didn’t care. I squatted down and told her, um; don’t forget something is in going on in the backyard. You might want to check on it.” Pat told me “Hey Destiny, I have never put my hands on a female.” All I can do is just tell him “Don’t worry about it, pray on it. Go to your mom house and we will work on this tomorrow.”
Before Patrick and I departed, we hugged for a long time. I know in his heart he did not mean to hit her but she deserved that one. I gave him a kiss on cheek and after I kissed him on his, he kissed me on mines. I haven’t felt his lips touch my face in a long period of time. I knew he needed some love but I didn’t feel comfortable taking it there. So many thoughts run through my mind. “Do I want to kiss him, how will this benefit our friendship, and mainly should I put my guard down because I have a boyfriend who I never cheated on. But this is Patrick, my first love, my levee to my dam, or like Musiq would say, my buddy!” I brought my head back as well did he. We made eye contact and we kissed. My heart was beating like 50 mph. I didn’t want to stop him because I was enjoying it and I knew this would make him feel better. We kissed for two minutes straight without gasping for air. I told him I had to get back to Chris house. He understood and let me go. While I was walking to my car, I took five steps before I can look back and he was walking to his car. I continued to walk to my car and held my head down and placed my hands in my hoodie.
When I arrived at Chris place, I had to tell him what happened between Pat and Crystal. I was going to tell him that we kissed and it was on the tip of my tongue, but I had to bite it and put it behind me.
“I opened the door and walked out the house. All Crystal could see were flames coming from behind me. The dude was on is feet and by the time I walked past him and I threw another punch and down go Frazier. So his ass won’t forget about messing with another man girl. As soon as the dude dropped again, Crystal grabbed me by my neck and scratched my face” I’m thinking to myself, damn, she have put her hands on my baby, I would have smacked the shit out of her. Patrick continued the story. “I dug my hands in her waist so she can let go. Next thing I know, she grabbed me again. She tried to knee my in my nuts but I blocked it knowing she was going for that. I threw her ass on the grass. When she got up again, she had this fierce look in her eyes. I told her, “You put your hands on me; I’m going to punch the shit out of you.” She tried to hit me with the statement, your going to put your hands on your girlfriend? I told her, I should knock your ass out just like your fuck buddy who is on your ground now for that fucking lie. She didn’t listen and I just slapped her with 50% power on her face and she fell to the floor. She looked at me in shock and I didn’t care. I squatted down and told her, um; don’t forget something is in going on in the backyard. You might want to check on it.” Pat told me “Hey Destiny, I have never put my hands on a female.” All I can do is just tell him “Don’t worry about it, pray on it. Go to your mom house and we will work on this tomorrow.”
Before Patrick and I departed, we hugged for a long time. I know in his heart he did not mean to hit her but she deserved that one. I gave him a kiss on cheek and after I kissed him on his, he kissed me on mines. I haven’t felt his lips touch my face in a long period of time. I knew he needed some love but I didn’t feel comfortable taking it there. So many thoughts run through my mind. “Do I want to kiss him, how will this benefit our friendship, and mainly should I put my guard down because I have a boyfriend who I never cheated on. But this is Patrick, my first love, my levee to my dam, or like Musiq would say, my buddy!” I brought my head back as well did he. We made eye contact and we kissed. My heart was beating like 50 mph. I didn’t want to stop him because I was enjoying it and I knew this would make him feel better. We kissed for two minutes straight without gasping for air. I told him I had to get back to Chris house. He understood and let me go. While I was walking to my car, I took five steps before I can look back and he was walking to his car. I continued to walk to my car and held my head down and placed my hands in my hoodie.
When I arrived at Chris place, I had to tell him what happened between Pat and Crystal. I was going to tell him that we kissed and it was on the tip of my tongue, but I had to bite it and put it behind me.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
HIS words or his words
Being raised in a church family embedded me to have high morals and values. I found my first boyfriend in church. I knew his family and his family knew mines. I needed someone for my high school dinner dance. My grandmother told me to ask him, he was the only cute one in the church and I didn’t like anyone around my neighborhood. As I took my grandmother decision into consideration, I decided to make him my final decision.
That night was a memorable moment. When his father dropped me off at my house, he politely walked me to my door. He started kissing on me and I started kissing on him. Oh, he can kiss so well. I feel like I’m in heaven right now. I had on a dark blue silk dress that came down to my feet (like a wedding gown). He started kissing on my neck, feeling on my booty, and then he made a bold move and placed his index finger and his middle on my clit. Having my clit felt has never happened to me before. (Ladies, you know what I’m about when that first brother actually moisturizes your clit that no one else have been) While massaging my clit, he dropped to his knees. When I looked down he was under my gown. Feeling on inner thighs made me wetter than before. Out of nowhere I hear his father blowing the car horn. Damn. Not right now. I always wanted to feel how it is to be eaten out. All the girls in school always talk about it, some say it better than sex, others say different. But tonight, is my chance to cross out the head part! He kisses on my knees and starts kissing higher to my inner thighs. He just kissed my panties where my clit is. I’m glad my mom is sleep in the back room because these kisses are making me moan louder and louder! His father is blowing the horn again! He pulls down my panties very slowly to my ankles. He kisses me on the ankles. “I have to leave.” All I can do is put my head up and say to myself, are you serious. I told him “You were right there.” “I will be back for that in the future.”
As time when on, I stayed involved in my church home as well as seeing Patrick. We sanged in the choir and was on the praise team. The more we got older, the mature we acted towards each other. He had his past girlfriends come visit the church a few times just to see me. The funny thing about that was that Patrick always introduced me to his girlfriends. Patrick and I had a good friend/off and on relationship going on. Whenever he had female problems, he would call me up or text me or visit me for my advice. I couldn’t be jealous so I had to move on as well. Patrick have met the men I was dealing with when we were around each other, he gave me his opinion on them. Some of the men Patrick stated that he was a good look for me, but what he didn’t realize was that he was a good look for me. Patrick and I went out a few times, but we stated that “If it’s meant to be it’s meant to be”. One night I got a phone call at 1:38 in the morning while I was cuddling up with my man, Chris. Chris knew about Patrick and how close we were towards each other. Patrick is like my favorite best male friend. We share everything with each other, from the bible questions to family, to sexually need and outcomes. Chris looked at my phone and said your brother is calling you. I sat up and answered it. “Hello, Pat, do you have any idea what time it is?” “We need to talk ASAP.” “What is wrong?” “Are you free?” “I can be.” “Meet me in five min at Redding Park.” “I’m on my way.” I told Chris that I had to leave and see what is going on with Pat. I told him I was coming back and I will just use my key to get in. Ten minutes later, I met with Patrick. “You would not believe what I’ve seen when I walked into the house. I saw Crystal fucking another man in our bed.”
That night was a memorable moment. When his father dropped me off at my house, he politely walked me to my door. He started kissing on me and I started kissing on him. Oh, he can kiss so well. I feel like I’m in heaven right now. I had on a dark blue silk dress that came down to my feet (like a wedding gown). He started kissing on my neck, feeling on my booty, and then he made a bold move and placed his index finger and his middle on my clit. Having my clit felt has never happened to me before. (Ladies, you know what I’m about when that first brother actually moisturizes your clit that no one else have been) While massaging my clit, he dropped to his knees. When I looked down he was under my gown. Feeling on inner thighs made me wetter than before. Out of nowhere I hear his father blowing the car horn. Damn. Not right now. I always wanted to feel how it is to be eaten out. All the girls in school always talk about it, some say it better than sex, others say different. But tonight, is my chance to cross out the head part! He kisses on my knees and starts kissing higher to my inner thighs. He just kissed my panties where my clit is. I’m glad my mom is sleep in the back room because these kisses are making me moan louder and louder! His father is blowing the horn again! He pulls down my panties very slowly to my ankles. He kisses me on the ankles. “I have to leave.” All I can do is put my head up and say to myself, are you serious. I told him “You were right there.” “I will be back for that in the future.”
As time when on, I stayed involved in my church home as well as seeing Patrick. We sanged in the choir and was on the praise team. The more we got older, the mature we acted towards each other. He had his past girlfriends come visit the church a few times just to see me. The funny thing about that was that Patrick always introduced me to his girlfriends. Patrick and I had a good friend/off and on relationship going on. Whenever he had female problems, he would call me up or text me or visit me for my advice. I couldn’t be jealous so I had to move on as well. Patrick have met the men I was dealing with when we were around each other, he gave me his opinion on them. Some of the men Patrick stated that he was a good look for me, but what he didn’t realize was that he was a good look for me. Patrick and I went out a few times, but we stated that “If it’s meant to be it’s meant to be”. One night I got a phone call at 1:38 in the morning while I was cuddling up with my man, Chris. Chris knew about Patrick and how close we were towards each other. Patrick is like my favorite best male friend. We share everything with each other, from the bible questions to family, to sexually need and outcomes. Chris looked at my phone and said your brother is calling you. I sat up and answered it. “Hello, Pat, do you have any idea what time it is?” “We need to talk ASAP.” “What is wrong?” “Are you free?” “I can be.” “Meet me in five min at Redding Park.” “I’m on my way.” I told Chris that I had to leave and see what is going on with Pat. I told him I was coming back and I will just use my key to get in. Ten minutes later, I met with Patrick. “You would not believe what I’ve seen when I walked into the house. I saw Crystal fucking another man in our bed.”
One Night Only (Male Version)
Have you ever thought what you would do with somebody if you had only ONE NIGHT with them?
Who would thought that my creative writings would get me this far? My brother always told me to go to the top of the ladder. His thoughts and support is the reason why I am here and I would like to say thanks AL!!! I have been getting letters through the mail from people around the world who has read my work. Thanks to all my fans for your support.
I have been invited to attend a tour named TAA (Top African Authors). So here I stand, surrounding myself around famous and high respected authors that have sold millions of the books/novels/short stories. Taking pictures with fans and signing autographs is something I never thought I will be doing because it was not my priority. Traveling around the world from cities such as Chicago, Los Angeles, Dallas, New Orleans, and New York has been a climate in my life. I received a letter from a fan that stood out from other letters.
It read: Hello, my name is Jessica and I am a huge fan of your writings. I cannot wait until you come to my city (Miami) so we can actually get a formally greeting. I have been reading your stories since your wrote the 1st Day of Cancer. After reading that story, I was in love. It wasn’t about the sex scene either, just how you put everything together, whether it was fiction or non fiction. I will definitely be in the building and at the after party. Hopefully we can link up and catch up because I have a lot of questions that you have the answers to. Until then, I will see you next month.
Sincerely,
Jessica C
After reading the letter I was in stock. Thinking to myself “Damn, this woman really must love my work.” She has my tour dates when and where I will be arriving. I hope she look good because I am not trying to be around somebody who is immature. These tours are crazy. Having conferences and speaking to the public about my work is a good thing. The only thing is that I had to leave behind are my two girls. I call them everyday to check up on them and to give them an update on how everything went that day.
A month has passed and I am in Miami. What a beautiful city this is. How can I distinguish who is Jessica? I wasn’t really in a tunnel vision just to look for Jessica, but she was on my mind. My boy Taylor picked me up from the airport. We rode around the city to check it out. I have never been to Miami but my first impression is my last impression and I’m hoping this will be a good experience in my life. We stop at a hole in the wall to grab some food. Taylor and I are catching up on this experience in my life. I’m telling him “This is a path in the road I did not expect to take, but I am glad I am here now. The only person I can thank is the one above, God”. I try to keep a low profile whenever I am traveling but when people know you, they know you. People started approaching me at my table to introduce themselves to me. I didn’t want to hold a conversation with them because I was in the middle of feeding my face plus I had my boy with me. I didn’t mean to be rude, but I just had to tell them to attend the TAA tomorrow at the W.E.B. Dubois Hall. After partially filling my stomach up, we decided to head out. We are in the car and he puts in the latest CD by Lil Wayne. I’m rocking to this cd heavy while we past a Bob Marley around. We end up at the hotel. So far everything is good. Soon as I get my room situated, I plan on rolling up before I call it a night then hitting up my true number fan my daughter.
The event is in a few hours. I’m getting my self together by collecting my thoughts and ideas. The limo driver is outside waiting for me the desk attendant says when he called my room. As we pull up to W.E.B. Dubois Hall, paparazzi is everywhere. They have a red carpet out of the celebrities. The driver opens my door and before I can stick my foot out, reporters/cameras is blocking the door. My driver had to hold them back like a barricade. I get out and the crowd is crazy and loud. I can only smile and wave back. My heart is beating 100mph. I’m actually walking the RED CARPET. I’m feeling like Kanye West “You can’t tell me nothing!!” I stop here and there to talk to the reporters, to pose for the cameras, and to chit chat with a fan or two. I walk inside and all the authors are talking to reporters. I acknowledge the other authors ZANE, Eric Jerome Dickey, Shannon Holmes, Toni Morrison, Omar Tyree, Sister Souljah, and Terry McMillan. The event planner tells us to head to the back so she can feel us in for the evening. She said it is going to be a panel discussion with Q’s and A’s from the audience. It’s twenty minutes to eight, and I am starting to get cold feet knowing that this is my six city I have visited for some reason. The announcer introduces each author for their own entrance. I am third. When my name was announced I felt the ground shake. I walk out and the first thing I see is a bright light. After my focus came into play, I’ve seen everybody out of there seat giving me around of applause. I walked to the edge of the stage to wave to the audience from left to right. I came back to my seat to get comfortable and get this thing on the road.
The audience asked some hard question, but this one particular fan asked “I have a lot of question but I know you have the answer to it. But I will only ask one question. Is everything that you authors write true?” When she stood up, I was feeling the body and the hair. She had her hair straight down with strikes of light brown. Her breasts looked perky, just a good cup size! All the authors laughed but we did answer the question. But when I was about to answer the question, I asked to repeat the question just to make sure I heard it correct. The fan repeated her question. I stated “Well, what do you think Miss…” She said Jessica. I said “well Miss Jessica, some events are true others are not.” After I found out whom that fan was, I never took my eye of her and I highly doubt she took her eye off of me.
After the discussions, the crowd came rushing to us to ask us more questions but I was trying to weave through the crowd to get to Jessica. I seen her at the door posted up on the wall with her boyfriend I presume. We made eye contact then she left. The event coordinator stated “refreshments are being held on the third floor.” I was hoping she was headed there. I’ve made my way upstairs and headed straight for the refreshments. While I have a cup of wine in my hand, fans wanted me to sign autographs. After I signed some more autographs, I turned around and grabbed crackers and cheese but as soon as I turned around again. She was right there. I was in shock. I asked her to accompany me over to a table. As soon as I said that, I came back with “well I don’t want your other company to be disrespected, you better off keeping him company.” Jessica stated “I have a little time on my hand before he decides to leave.” She started laughing and we walked to the table. We sat together discussing some of my works. We talked about my family and hers as well. She said she did a book report on one of my stories Past v. Present for her graduate class. She said the topic was finding a meaning to something that has a symbolic message. I asked her “what grade did she get?” She replied with “an A of course.” The conversation was good. My dick started to get hard off of some of the things she stated/worded. After talking for like half an hour, we had to depart so we hugged each other. The hug wasn’t just a hug; it was a long ass hug. I know she probably felt it, but shit I definitely didn’t want to hide it from her. She turned around and headed back to her boyfriend. I gathered my things and headed to the elevator. I took it down to the first floor. While I was pushing door open to outside, I heard my name. I turned around and it was Jessica. She came out and side “I have one night, one night only” I looked back at her man, we made eye contact and I tilted my head to the left and shoved my shoulders (as if I was holding a heavy object in one hand and a light object in the other).
We got in the limo and drove off to my hotel. Her phone was ringing but she didn’t answer it. We were tossing drinks back as if we were celebrating. She jumped on me and started holding my head with both hands as if my head had to be still. Kissing, licking, cuirassing, what else could I have asked for from this beautiful woman? I told her that ‘I’m about to the tell drive to pull over so I can give you that business! LOL” She started laughing. (Must have been the liquor talking!)We reached the hotel and got on the elevator. Her ass hit the eleventh floor. While we were going up, I was going down. The song “Backseat Action” popped in my mind. I was singing the words to her while I was kissing her stomach. I stopped the elevator on the seventh floor. I started singing a verse from it. “I been down like an elevator, oooohhh” I told her “I’m about to have it my way.” She replied with “I don’t care, whatever you want, and it is all yours.” She had on a nice 2 piece red and white outfit. The top was a one sleeve, and the bottom was a fitted skirt that seemed that it fitted just right. She raised her skirt a little. I got up for a minute to actually feel her goods and to do a sniff test. I have her back on the wall, I squeezed my right hand through the thong so then I only put in my middle finger and my ring finger. My middle finger was doing majority of the work though. She felt wet like a facet. When I put my middle finger out of her, I ran it across her entire clit as if it was parallel to it. Rubbing it back and forth made it seem like she was definitely enjoying it. I stuck it back in and I made sure I hit the back of it. She scratched the hell out of my back. I was actually turned on from that thought though! I eased my way back down and with me came those panties. She propped her left leg up. She already knew the business. Went straight to work was if I was late for an examination. She is rubbing on my waves, playing with my ears, shoving my head deeper and deeper as if I was face fucking her! Are you ok up there? Next thing I know, the speaker box came on and scared the shit of out of me. I stopped and resume the elevator. Her phone rings again and she didn’t answer it. The elevator stopped on the next floor. Before the elevator opened we separated for awhile so the new people wouldn’t think anything. Three more people came on the elevator. Two of the three were females and they were talking soft but not as soft as they thought. I overheard them they “I think that’s the author…what author….the one that wrote Affect of Poetry, they have that tour here.” One of them asked me “Excuse me, did you write the book Affect of Poetry?” I replied with “No, wrong person!” I started laughing and then corrected myself. They got off on the tenth floor. We got off and walked to my room which was the second room on the left.
As soon as I closed the door, she pushed my back on the door. She turned her phone off. Jessica started to take my clothes off. We were kissing while moving, moving in circles but we were moving. I managed to turn on the music. In the back of my mind, I repeated what she told me when we were leaving W.E.B. Dubois Hall, “I have one night only” I pushed her on the bed. She started taking off her clothes while I was doing the same. I turned off the lights and just let the music play. We were getting it on, sweating and all. Position to positions, she riding, scissors, missionary, sixty-nine, and back shots while saying I have one night only. After we both were satisfied, we just laid on top of each other. I told her I can make her love me forever but, we only had one night only.
The next morning, Jessica got her things together. I called down to the desk attendant to call for a cab. She told me that she dreamt about me, I replied with “you probably wished you wouldn’t have woken up either.” We talked about how we precede with this…US. I told her that was a ONE NIGHT ONLY thing. I have a girlfriend and a child; she said I have a man. We both knew what we were getting ourselves into. She states “I don’t take anything back especially experiencing the 1st Day of Cancer the Sequel!” I just started laughing. I walked her to the elevator, gave her a hug, and said goodbye. I couldn’t say see you later, because there wasn’t no later, so I said goodbye. I rarely say goodbye unless I know I won’t see you again. Now I have to get ready for the next city.
Who would thought that my creative writings would get me this far? My brother always told me to go to the top of the ladder. His thoughts and support is the reason why I am here and I would like to say thanks AL!!! I have been getting letters through the mail from people around the world who has read my work. Thanks to all my fans for your support.
I have been invited to attend a tour named TAA (Top African Authors). So here I stand, surrounding myself around famous and high respected authors that have sold millions of the books/novels/short stories. Taking pictures with fans and signing autographs is something I never thought I will be doing because it was not my priority. Traveling around the world from cities such as Chicago, Los Angeles, Dallas, New Orleans, and New York has been a climate in my life. I received a letter from a fan that stood out from other letters.
It read: Hello, my name is Jessica and I am a huge fan of your writings. I cannot wait until you come to my city (Miami) so we can actually get a formally greeting. I have been reading your stories since your wrote the 1st Day of Cancer. After reading that story, I was in love. It wasn’t about the sex scene either, just how you put everything together, whether it was fiction or non fiction. I will definitely be in the building and at the after party. Hopefully we can link up and catch up because I have a lot of questions that you have the answers to. Until then, I will see you next month.
Sincerely,
Jessica C
After reading the letter I was in stock. Thinking to myself “Damn, this woman really must love my work.” She has my tour dates when and where I will be arriving. I hope she look good because I am not trying to be around somebody who is immature. These tours are crazy. Having conferences and speaking to the public about my work is a good thing. The only thing is that I had to leave behind are my two girls. I call them everyday to check up on them and to give them an update on how everything went that day.
A month has passed and I am in Miami. What a beautiful city this is. How can I distinguish who is Jessica? I wasn’t really in a tunnel vision just to look for Jessica, but she was on my mind. My boy Taylor picked me up from the airport. We rode around the city to check it out. I have never been to Miami but my first impression is my last impression and I’m hoping this will be a good experience in my life. We stop at a hole in the wall to grab some food. Taylor and I are catching up on this experience in my life. I’m telling him “This is a path in the road I did not expect to take, but I am glad I am here now. The only person I can thank is the one above, God”. I try to keep a low profile whenever I am traveling but when people know you, they know you. People started approaching me at my table to introduce themselves to me. I didn’t want to hold a conversation with them because I was in the middle of feeding my face plus I had my boy with me. I didn’t mean to be rude, but I just had to tell them to attend the TAA tomorrow at the W.E.B. Dubois Hall. After partially filling my stomach up, we decided to head out. We are in the car and he puts in the latest CD by Lil Wayne. I’m rocking to this cd heavy while we past a Bob Marley around. We end up at the hotel. So far everything is good. Soon as I get my room situated, I plan on rolling up before I call it a night then hitting up my true number fan my daughter.
The event is in a few hours. I’m getting my self together by collecting my thoughts and ideas. The limo driver is outside waiting for me the desk attendant says when he called my room. As we pull up to W.E.B. Dubois Hall, paparazzi is everywhere. They have a red carpet out of the celebrities. The driver opens my door and before I can stick my foot out, reporters/cameras is blocking the door. My driver had to hold them back like a barricade. I get out and the crowd is crazy and loud. I can only smile and wave back. My heart is beating 100mph. I’m actually walking the RED CARPET. I’m feeling like Kanye West “You can’t tell me nothing!!” I stop here and there to talk to the reporters, to pose for the cameras, and to chit chat with a fan or two. I walk inside and all the authors are talking to reporters. I acknowledge the other authors ZANE, Eric Jerome Dickey, Shannon Holmes, Toni Morrison, Omar Tyree, Sister Souljah, and Terry McMillan. The event planner tells us to head to the back so she can feel us in for the evening. She said it is going to be a panel discussion with Q’s and A’s from the audience. It’s twenty minutes to eight, and I am starting to get cold feet knowing that this is my six city I have visited for some reason. The announcer introduces each author for their own entrance. I am third. When my name was announced I felt the ground shake. I walk out and the first thing I see is a bright light. After my focus came into play, I’ve seen everybody out of there seat giving me around of applause. I walked to the edge of the stage to wave to the audience from left to right. I came back to my seat to get comfortable and get this thing on the road.
The audience asked some hard question, but this one particular fan asked “I have a lot of question but I know you have the answer to it. But I will only ask one question. Is everything that you authors write true?” When she stood up, I was feeling the body and the hair. She had her hair straight down with strikes of light brown. Her breasts looked perky, just a good cup size! All the authors laughed but we did answer the question. But when I was about to answer the question, I asked to repeat the question just to make sure I heard it correct. The fan repeated her question. I stated “Well, what do you think Miss…” She said Jessica. I said “well Miss Jessica, some events are true others are not.” After I found out whom that fan was, I never took my eye of her and I highly doubt she took her eye off of me.
After the discussions, the crowd came rushing to us to ask us more questions but I was trying to weave through the crowd to get to Jessica. I seen her at the door posted up on the wall with her boyfriend I presume. We made eye contact then she left. The event coordinator stated “refreshments are being held on the third floor.” I was hoping she was headed there. I’ve made my way upstairs and headed straight for the refreshments. While I have a cup of wine in my hand, fans wanted me to sign autographs. After I signed some more autographs, I turned around and grabbed crackers and cheese but as soon as I turned around again. She was right there. I was in shock. I asked her to accompany me over to a table. As soon as I said that, I came back with “well I don’t want your other company to be disrespected, you better off keeping him company.” Jessica stated “I have a little time on my hand before he decides to leave.” She started laughing and we walked to the table. We sat together discussing some of my works. We talked about my family and hers as well. She said she did a book report on one of my stories Past v. Present for her graduate class. She said the topic was finding a meaning to something that has a symbolic message. I asked her “what grade did she get?” She replied with “an A of course.” The conversation was good. My dick started to get hard off of some of the things she stated/worded. After talking for like half an hour, we had to depart so we hugged each other. The hug wasn’t just a hug; it was a long ass hug. I know she probably felt it, but shit I definitely didn’t want to hide it from her. She turned around and headed back to her boyfriend. I gathered my things and headed to the elevator. I took it down to the first floor. While I was pushing door open to outside, I heard my name. I turned around and it was Jessica. She came out and side “I have one night, one night only” I looked back at her man, we made eye contact and I tilted my head to the left and shoved my shoulders (as if I was holding a heavy object in one hand and a light object in the other).
We got in the limo and drove off to my hotel. Her phone was ringing but she didn’t answer it. We were tossing drinks back as if we were celebrating. She jumped on me and started holding my head with both hands as if my head had to be still. Kissing, licking, cuirassing, what else could I have asked for from this beautiful woman? I told her that ‘I’m about to the tell drive to pull over so I can give you that business! LOL” She started laughing. (Must have been the liquor talking!)We reached the hotel and got on the elevator. Her ass hit the eleventh floor. While we were going up, I was going down. The song “Backseat Action” popped in my mind. I was singing the words to her while I was kissing her stomach. I stopped the elevator on the seventh floor. I started singing a verse from it. “I been down like an elevator, oooohhh” I told her “I’m about to have it my way.” She replied with “I don’t care, whatever you want, and it is all yours.” She had on a nice 2 piece red and white outfit. The top was a one sleeve, and the bottom was a fitted skirt that seemed that it fitted just right. She raised her skirt a little. I got up for a minute to actually feel her goods and to do a sniff test. I have her back on the wall, I squeezed my right hand through the thong so then I only put in my middle finger and my ring finger. My middle finger was doing majority of the work though. She felt wet like a facet. When I put my middle finger out of her, I ran it across her entire clit as if it was parallel to it. Rubbing it back and forth made it seem like she was definitely enjoying it. I stuck it back in and I made sure I hit the back of it. She scratched the hell out of my back. I was actually turned on from that thought though! I eased my way back down and with me came those panties. She propped her left leg up. She already knew the business. Went straight to work was if I was late for an examination. She is rubbing on my waves, playing with my ears, shoving my head deeper and deeper as if I was face fucking her! Are you ok up there? Next thing I know, the speaker box came on and scared the shit of out of me. I stopped and resume the elevator. Her phone rings again and she didn’t answer it. The elevator stopped on the next floor. Before the elevator opened we separated for awhile so the new people wouldn’t think anything. Three more people came on the elevator. Two of the three were females and they were talking soft but not as soft as they thought. I overheard them they “I think that’s the author…what author….the one that wrote Affect of Poetry, they have that tour here.” One of them asked me “Excuse me, did you write the book Affect of Poetry?” I replied with “No, wrong person!” I started laughing and then corrected myself. They got off on the tenth floor. We got off and walked to my room which was the second room on the left.
As soon as I closed the door, she pushed my back on the door. She turned her phone off. Jessica started to take my clothes off. We were kissing while moving, moving in circles but we were moving. I managed to turn on the music. In the back of my mind, I repeated what she told me when we were leaving W.E.B. Dubois Hall, “I have one night only” I pushed her on the bed. She started taking off her clothes while I was doing the same. I turned off the lights and just let the music play. We were getting it on, sweating and all. Position to positions, she riding, scissors, missionary, sixty-nine, and back shots while saying I have one night only. After we both were satisfied, we just laid on top of each other. I told her I can make her love me forever but, we only had one night only.
The next morning, Jessica got her things together. I called down to the desk attendant to call for a cab. She told me that she dreamt about me, I replied with “you probably wished you wouldn’t have woken up either.” We talked about how we precede with this…US. I told her that was a ONE NIGHT ONLY thing. I have a girlfriend and a child; she said I have a man. We both knew what we were getting ourselves into. She states “I don’t take anything back especially experiencing the 1st Day of Cancer the Sequel!” I just started laughing. I walked her to the elevator, gave her a hug, and said goodbye. I couldn’t say see you later, because there wasn’t no later, so I said goodbye. I rarely say goodbye unless I know I won’t see you again. Now I have to get ready for the next city.
One Night Only (Female Version)
What would you do if your fantasy came around you and all these emotions start hitting you HARD? What would you do for THAT ONE NIGHT?
Me and my girls decided to get the new release book from Khosen One named “A Ticking Bomb”. You would probably think that nobody would at the store at eight in the morning, but shit, the line was as long as American Idol tryouts! Good thing my friend Kelly knew one of the security guards. He slides us up there to the front. I turned around and told this lady “people are in line as if another Harry Potter book came out. This is crazy!” I was the fifteenth person in the store. I went start to the book case of Khosen One collection as if I had a bladder problem and needed a bathroom. I glimpsed through the book, checked the pages, it was 323 pages long. I didn’t care about the price but when I brought it up to the cashier, she ranged it up as $24.99. I asked the cashier “did you get her copy?” She replied with “Yes indeed” I just started laughing. While I was waiting for my girls to be cashed out, I started to read the book. The third page stated “Dedicated to my Lost Friend Travis” When all my girls were checked out, we made our way to the car. We decided to have somebody start reading the book out loud. One part that stood out to me was when she my friend Summer stated quoted “I can’t live my life without you. I don’t want to live without you. I don’t want to die alone. I’M SORRY I FUCKED UP.” I said to my girls “He must be in deep pain.” He must have hurt somebody lose to his heart. I decided to look through the book. On the back of the book it had tour dates that he was going to be on. I shouted to my girls “Are ya’ll aware that he will be on tour? And on top of that, he will be her in two months?” We just started shouting. Just the thought of him coming to Miami in two months had me get goose bumps. We all decided to get new outfits.
When Kelly dropped me off home, I kicked off my shoes and put the book on the counter. I walked into the bedroom, undressed down to my panties and bra, and got into the bed with Jason. He turned over to me and said ‘did you get you book you and your girls wanted?” I said “indeed. Did you know he is coming here in two months? Honey we have to get tickets? Jason responded as if he didn’t want to go. But he knew how much I love KO just as much as he loves Megan Good. I gave him a kiss and laid my head on his right shoulder while I stretched my right arm over his chest.
Next thing I know I was at a restaurant with KO. He had wine and all. I ordered the shrimp and lobster, the official surf and turf! He said from the jump that I can have anything I wanted. I told him, I wanted him for only one night, he said I’m here right now. I went in for a kiss and DAMN, I woke up. Why does that happen to people who are in a good ass dream? I decided to get up and write a letter to KO. I wanted to put my all in there, just to let him now I have strong feelings for him. I heard Jason hoop in the shower, so I knew that was my getaway to do it. I went to the kitchen, and looked in the cabinet for a pen a paper. I sat down at the dinner table and started typing. I wrote:
Hello, my name is Jessica and I am a huge fan of your writings. I cannot wait until you come to my city (Miami) so we can actually get a formally greeting. I have been reading your stories since your wrote the 1st Day of Cancer. After reading that story, I was in love. It wasn’t about the sex scene either, just how you put everything together, whether it was fiction or non fiction. I will definitely be in the building and at the after party. Hopefully we can link up and catch up because I have a lot of questions that you have the answers to. Until then, I will see you next month.
I grabbed an envelop out the drawer and a stamped. I licked the shit out of the back of that envelop. I told Jason I was going to the store real quick. He said “pick me up some Starbucks coffee ice cream.” I said “Sure will.” I got my keys and headed to the post office. I told the clerk I want one day delivery. The price came up to $7.57. After I left the post office and headed to the grocery store. Grabbed what Jason wanted and then dipped. When I came home, I got the book from the counter and decided to sit down on the couch and complete that book. I was not going to get up for anything unless I had to use the bathroom.
The time has come for my fantasy to come to town. It was all over the radios and television commercials. Other African Authors that would be in town will be ZANE, Eric Toni Morrison, Omar Tyree, Sister Souljah, Shannon Holmes, Terry McMillan, and Jerome Dickey. I called my girls to make sure they were still going, Kelly pulled out because of work called her in and Summer backed up because of her son baseball game. So I guess it was all on me but I didn’t want to go by myself. I asked Jason to accompany me to the TAA tour. He agreed he will accompany. I had Jason read some of KO works; he said that he is a good writer, very talented. I made sure I got dressed up like I haven’t been dressed before. Took a night bubble bath, washed my body with Caress body wash, shaved my legs, arms, and trimmed my pubic hairs. After I got out the tube, wrapped my self up in my towel, and did my make-up. Jason came in the bathroom and started feeling on me knowing that I just got out the cleaners, and there wasn’t anytime for me to jump in and out again. He palmed his hand on my ass and squeezed it. When he smacked it, I said “OOOO” I told him we are going to be late and seats are going to get filled real quick. When I got dressed, I asked Jason for his opinion on my looks, he said “Are your going to a formal event our a book tour?” I just smirked. We got in the car and drove off to the event.
The place was packed. I even saw some of my colleagues from my old college there. We got our five minute warning to let us know that it was going to start. Jason found some good seat right near the middle. The announcer started announcing the authors one by one. KO was third, I jumped out of my seat and started screaming to the top of my lungs. KO walked out to the edge of the stage. He posed for the crowd and the cameras. He had on these brown loafers with some fitted jeans and a baby blue/white striped buttoned down shirt with French cuffs that were white and the neck collar was white as well. The panel took question from the audience. I knew this would be my time to shine and be known. I raised my hand then I was called on. I walked to the middle of the aisle to state my question. I asked “I have a lot of question but I know you have the answer to it. But I will only ask one question. Is everything that you authors right true?” Everybody answered the question truthfully except when KO turn was up, he had me restate the question. I did and he replied with “well Miss….” I gave him my name, hopefully that would triggered him to let him know that I wrote that letter. He finished the question by stating “well Miss Jessica, some events are true others are not.” When I went back to my seat, Jason was hating, stating that I brought attention to him.
Another hour went pass and the event was at its end. All those bitches started rushing the stage asking more questions and autographs but I just grabbed my stuff and headed to the back. Jason and I were posted on the back wall reviewing the event. When I turned around to he stage, I some how made eye contact with KO. The event planner stated “refreshments are being held on the third floor.” I told Jason I wanted to get something to drink. Jason comebacks with “there are drinks in the refrigerator.” I said “I am thirsty now.” Jason agreed and accompanied me to the third floor. I looked back at KO hoping that he wasn’t going to be there long. When we got to the third floor, I went to the bathroom to check myself. I went straight to the mirror. I had to make sure my hair was right, I outfit was straight. I put some more lip gloss on my lips to make them bitches shine. I said to myself “One Night Only” I left the bathroom and sat down with Jason for a minute. I didn’t want to rush the line because the line was long and on top of that KO wasn’t in it. I looked over and I seen him walking to the line. I waited for a minute until he actually got my some snacks. I told Jason I will be right back.
I walked behind KO and it seemed like I scared him for a minute. He wanted me to accompany him to a table. KO had some slick remarks because he saw me with Jason. I told him “I have a little time on my hand before he decides to leave.” The conversation was good and on point. I’m thinking to myself he is just a funny guy. We are exchanging each other backgrounds. I told him I did a paper on one of his books named “Affect of Poetry.” I guess he didn’t think I would get an “A” on the paper but I did. I glanced over to check on Jason and it seemed that he was doing fine because he was talking to another bitch. I paid attention to it but I didn’t want to be rude to the true love of my life. After talking for like 40 minutes to me, we hugged each other as if there was no tomorrow. I felt his dick on poking me. I just got wet for a hot minute. The only thing I could say is “Damn, it’s like that?” I walked over to where Jason and as soon as I walked over another female was leaving. What a coincidence huh. Fuck that, I will not be disrespected in public like that. I brushed it off as if I wasn’t paying attention to it. I didn’t want to take the elevator down so I decided to walk two floors down in my heels. Jason really wasn’t feeling that. So many thoughts were going thoughts were my mind. I kept telling my self, that I only had “ONE NIGHT ONLY”
I yelled KO name out while he was walking out the door. He turn around just as he was exiting the building. Everybody turned there necks as well. I ran up to KO and told him that “I have one night, one night only” He said “what do you want to do” I said let’s talk more in your limo. I looked backed at Jason and turned around and walked out with KO. Jason was calling my name numerous times but I was just thinking, why doesn’t he just call that girl he was chatting with at the table. Now I’m in limo with my dream husband. He pops open some Smirnoff Watermelon for me and he had Hennessey. The driver rolled up the window. He asked me “what was my curfew?” I replied stating “I’m a grown woman, I don’t have one.” I asked him “Did your girlfriend now about you staying up this late? By the way, congratulations on your new baby” He came back with “Probably, but she should be sleep along with my daughter. Thank you” It seemed that we were riding for hours and that liquor hit me. Some just came over me to just jump on him. And with that thought I did. My phone rings and it was Jason. I didn’t even pick it up. I just threw the phone on the floor. I started kissing on his ear and neck. Making circles with my tongue. Pulling on his ear and everything. He palmed my pussy, and started fingering me through my panties.
We made our way to the elevator and that’s where things got crazy. He said he was on the eleven floor. He pushed me up against the numbers. My ass some how hit the button to the eleventh floor. KO started to make his way down my number one spot. He started kissing on my stomach, and wrapping his hands around my waist. He pushed the stop button and we were on the seventh floor. I had a skirt on so he decided to tease me. I closed my eyes and started biting my bottom lip. While he was kissing my belly button, I felt his tongue go a little below my waist line. Damn, so many thoughts are going through my mind. I was I could stop time but I can’t. I only have one night, one night only. Next thing know, he stuck his finger in my clit. I was soaking wet as if I was caught in a rainstorm. I started kissing his neck, and feeling on his dick. I stuck my hand in his jeans and started jerking his dick. I did for a good minute but then I stopped. I brought my hand out and put it to my face. I had a good amount of spit in my mouth so I put that on my hand. I went back to jerking his dick. He was definitely enjoying that. KO started playing with my pussy like a violin. He kept hitting it softly and gently. He went back down for my Baskin Robbins flavor. Some how, he took my panties with him. His tongue felt so good. He wiped every wall in my inner clit. I end up shoving his head deeper. His tongue was so soft and long. The way he was playing with my middle bell, made me get even more wet. He caught me off guard when he started sucking on my entire lips. “OHHH...right there, yes, yes, this is exactly what I dreamt, please, I am about to cum, hollld on, hoooold ooonnn” ARE YOU GUYS OK UP THERE? Out of nowhere a voice pops up o the speaker. The only thing I was thinking was OH SHIT!!! KO resumed the elevator. The elevator stopped at the next floor. Three more people entered the elevator. Next thing I know, my phone rings, its Jason. I didn’t pick up. I actually turned it off. KO looked back at me and started grinning. After people got off on the tenth floor, we went back to what we were doing on the elevator. As soon as I walked in the hotel room, i made a 180 degree turn and pressed KO up against door. We started kissing and making our way to the bed. He turned on some music and pushed me on the bed. I stripped down as fast as I was going to jump in a pool. He got on top of me and stuck his dick inside. It’s always the first poke that will determine how the rest of the night go. And damn, that poke was something good. We exchanged position, multiple times. When he was on top, he just pulled my arms forward which basically forced me to be on top. I rode the shit out of his dick like I haven’t ridden it in a long time. Moving from riding to getting my back blown out, to sixty-nine. We were sweating and everything! I caught an orgasm and he said that he was going to cum. After we released our frustration, we cuddled and fell asleep.
The sun rose early and bright. I looked at the time and it was past due that I over stayed my visit. I gathered my thing and KO called a cab. He walked me to elevator, gave each other a hug and a kiss, and then we departed. When I was on the elevator, repeat memories popped in my head. Why did we only have one night? I guess, some things come into your life once, and when it comes, you better be on your “A” game. I hoped in the cab and headed straight home. I was thinking what in the world am I going to tell Jason for me not coming home last night. So many lies came into my mind, but I told myself that I couldn’t lie to the man I love. I had to tell him the truth.
When the cab pulled up into my driveway, I walked to the side of the door very slow. When I entered the door, I put my keys down on the hanger and hung my coat up. I walked into the kitchen and Jason was sitting there. No breakfast was on the table, just him and a pen he was rotating in his left hand. He asked me “where was I?” I told him I was out having a drink with KO.” He kept on asking questions and I wasn’t in the mood to answer. I was tried and exhausted and I really didn’t want to bring up that bitch because I really would not get any sleep. I told Jason “stop tripping; it was just ONE NIGHT ONLY.” I made my way to the bathroom to hop in the shower and get back in my bed. What a night that was. Damn, I can’t wait until the next book come out. I wonder if it’s going to be about me.
Me and my girls decided to get the new release book from Khosen One named “A Ticking Bomb”. You would probably think that nobody would at the store at eight in the morning, but shit, the line was as long as American Idol tryouts! Good thing my friend Kelly knew one of the security guards. He slides us up there to the front. I turned around and told this lady “people are in line as if another Harry Potter book came out. This is crazy!” I was the fifteenth person in the store. I went start to the book case of Khosen One collection as if I had a bladder problem and needed a bathroom. I glimpsed through the book, checked the pages, it was 323 pages long. I didn’t care about the price but when I brought it up to the cashier, she ranged it up as $24.99. I asked the cashier “did you get her copy?” She replied with “Yes indeed” I just started laughing. While I was waiting for my girls to be cashed out, I started to read the book. The third page stated “Dedicated to my Lost Friend Travis” When all my girls were checked out, we made our way to the car. We decided to have somebody start reading the book out loud. One part that stood out to me was when she my friend Summer stated quoted “I can’t live my life without you. I don’t want to live without you. I don’t want to die alone. I’M SORRY I FUCKED UP.” I said to my girls “He must be in deep pain.” He must have hurt somebody lose to his heart. I decided to look through the book. On the back of the book it had tour dates that he was going to be on. I shouted to my girls “Are ya’ll aware that he will be on tour? And on top of that, he will be her in two months?” We just started shouting. Just the thought of him coming to Miami in two months had me get goose bumps. We all decided to get new outfits.
When Kelly dropped me off home, I kicked off my shoes and put the book on the counter. I walked into the bedroom, undressed down to my panties and bra, and got into the bed with Jason. He turned over to me and said ‘did you get you book you and your girls wanted?” I said “indeed. Did you know he is coming here in two months? Honey we have to get tickets? Jason responded as if he didn’t want to go. But he knew how much I love KO just as much as he loves Megan Good. I gave him a kiss and laid my head on his right shoulder while I stretched my right arm over his chest.
Next thing I know I was at a restaurant with KO. He had wine and all. I ordered the shrimp and lobster, the official surf and turf! He said from the jump that I can have anything I wanted. I told him, I wanted him for only one night, he said I’m here right now. I went in for a kiss and DAMN, I woke up. Why does that happen to people who are in a good ass dream? I decided to get up and write a letter to KO. I wanted to put my all in there, just to let him now I have strong feelings for him. I heard Jason hoop in the shower, so I knew that was my getaway to do it. I went to the kitchen, and looked in the cabinet for a pen a paper. I sat down at the dinner table and started typing. I wrote:
Hello, my name is Jessica and I am a huge fan of your writings. I cannot wait until you come to my city (Miami) so we can actually get a formally greeting. I have been reading your stories since your wrote the 1st Day of Cancer. After reading that story, I was in love. It wasn’t about the sex scene either, just how you put everything together, whether it was fiction or non fiction. I will definitely be in the building and at the after party. Hopefully we can link up and catch up because I have a lot of questions that you have the answers to. Until then, I will see you next month.
I grabbed an envelop out the drawer and a stamped. I licked the shit out of the back of that envelop. I told Jason I was going to the store real quick. He said “pick me up some Starbucks coffee ice cream.” I said “Sure will.” I got my keys and headed to the post office. I told the clerk I want one day delivery. The price came up to $7.57. After I left the post office and headed to the grocery store. Grabbed what Jason wanted and then dipped. When I came home, I got the book from the counter and decided to sit down on the couch and complete that book. I was not going to get up for anything unless I had to use the bathroom.
The time has come for my fantasy to come to town. It was all over the radios and television commercials. Other African Authors that would be in town will be ZANE, Eric Toni Morrison, Omar Tyree, Sister Souljah, Shannon Holmes, Terry McMillan, and Jerome Dickey. I called my girls to make sure they were still going, Kelly pulled out because of work called her in and Summer backed up because of her son baseball game. So I guess it was all on me but I didn’t want to go by myself. I asked Jason to accompany me to the TAA tour. He agreed he will accompany. I had Jason read some of KO works; he said that he is a good writer, very talented. I made sure I got dressed up like I haven’t been dressed before. Took a night bubble bath, washed my body with Caress body wash, shaved my legs, arms, and trimmed my pubic hairs. After I got out the tube, wrapped my self up in my towel, and did my make-up. Jason came in the bathroom and started feeling on me knowing that I just got out the cleaners, and there wasn’t anytime for me to jump in and out again. He palmed his hand on my ass and squeezed it. When he smacked it, I said “OOOO” I told him we are going to be late and seats are going to get filled real quick. When I got dressed, I asked Jason for his opinion on my looks, he said “Are your going to a formal event our a book tour?” I just smirked. We got in the car and drove off to the event.
The place was packed. I even saw some of my colleagues from my old college there. We got our five minute warning to let us know that it was going to start. Jason found some good seat right near the middle. The announcer started announcing the authors one by one. KO was third, I jumped out of my seat and started screaming to the top of my lungs. KO walked out to the edge of the stage. He posed for the crowd and the cameras. He had on these brown loafers with some fitted jeans and a baby blue/white striped buttoned down shirt with French cuffs that were white and the neck collar was white as well. The panel took question from the audience. I knew this would be my time to shine and be known. I raised my hand then I was called on. I walked to the middle of the aisle to state my question. I asked “I have a lot of question but I know you have the answer to it. But I will only ask one question. Is everything that you authors right true?” Everybody answered the question truthfully except when KO turn was up, he had me restate the question. I did and he replied with “well Miss….” I gave him my name, hopefully that would triggered him to let him know that I wrote that letter. He finished the question by stating “well Miss Jessica, some events are true others are not.” When I went back to my seat, Jason was hating, stating that I brought attention to him.
Another hour went pass and the event was at its end. All those bitches started rushing the stage asking more questions and autographs but I just grabbed my stuff and headed to the back. Jason and I were posted on the back wall reviewing the event. When I turned around to he stage, I some how made eye contact with KO. The event planner stated “refreshments are being held on the third floor.” I told Jason I wanted to get something to drink. Jason comebacks with “there are drinks in the refrigerator.” I said “I am thirsty now.” Jason agreed and accompanied me to the third floor. I looked back at KO hoping that he wasn’t going to be there long. When we got to the third floor, I went to the bathroom to check myself. I went straight to the mirror. I had to make sure my hair was right, I outfit was straight. I put some more lip gloss on my lips to make them bitches shine. I said to myself “One Night Only” I left the bathroom and sat down with Jason for a minute. I didn’t want to rush the line because the line was long and on top of that KO wasn’t in it. I looked over and I seen him walking to the line. I waited for a minute until he actually got my some snacks. I told Jason I will be right back.
I walked behind KO and it seemed like I scared him for a minute. He wanted me to accompany him to a table. KO had some slick remarks because he saw me with Jason. I told him “I have a little time on my hand before he decides to leave.” The conversation was good and on point. I’m thinking to myself he is just a funny guy. We are exchanging each other backgrounds. I told him I did a paper on one of his books named “Affect of Poetry.” I guess he didn’t think I would get an “A” on the paper but I did. I glanced over to check on Jason and it seemed that he was doing fine because he was talking to another bitch. I paid attention to it but I didn’t want to be rude to the true love of my life. After talking for like 40 minutes to me, we hugged each other as if there was no tomorrow. I felt his dick on poking me. I just got wet for a hot minute. The only thing I could say is “Damn, it’s like that?” I walked over to where Jason and as soon as I walked over another female was leaving. What a coincidence huh. Fuck that, I will not be disrespected in public like that. I brushed it off as if I wasn’t paying attention to it. I didn’t want to take the elevator down so I decided to walk two floors down in my heels. Jason really wasn’t feeling that. So many thoughts were going thoughts were my mind. I kept telling my self, that I only had “ONE NIGHT ONLY”
I yelled KO name out while he was walking out the door. He turn around just as he was exiting the building. Everybody turned there necks as well. I ran up to KO and told him that “I have one night, one night only” He said “what do you want to do” I said let’s talk more in your limo. I looked backed at Jason and turned around and walked out with KO. Jason was calling my name numerous times but I was just thinking, why doesn’t he just call that girl he was chatting with at the table. Now I’m in limo with my dream husband. He pops open some Smirnoff Watermelon for me and he had Hennessey. The driver rolled up the window. He asked me “what was my curfew?” I replied stating “I’m a grown woman, I don’t have one.” I asked him “Did your girlfriend now about you staying up this late? By the way, congratulations on your new baby” He came back with “Probably, but she should be sleep along with my daughter. Thank you” It seemed that we were riding for hours and that liquor hit me. Some just came over me to just jump on him. And with that thought I did. My phone rings and it was Jason. I didn’t even pick it up. I just threw the phone on the floor. I started kissing on his ear and neck. Making circles with my tongue. Pulling on his ear and everything. He palmed my pussy, and started fingering me through my panties.
We made our way to the elevator and that’s where things got crazy. He said he was on the eleven floor. He pushed me up against the numbers. My ass some how hit the button to the eleventh floor. KO started to make his way down my number one spot. He started kissing on my stomach, and wrapping his hands around my waist. He pushed the stop button and we were on the seventh floor. I had a skirt on so he decided to tease me. I closed my eyes and started biting my bottom lip. While he was kissing my belly button, I felt his tongue go a little below my waist line. Damn, so many thoughts are going through my mind. I was I could stop time but I can’t. I only have one night, one night only. Next thing know, he stuck his finger in my clit. I was soaking wet as if I was caught in a rainstorm. I started kissing his neck, and feeling on his dick. I stuck my hand in his jeans and started jerking his dick. I did for a good minute but then I stopped. I brought my hand out and put it to my face. I had a good amount of spit in my mouth so I put that on my hand. I went back to jerking his dick. He was definitely enjoying that. KO started playing with my pussy like a violin. He kept hitting it softly and gently. He went back down for my Baskin Robbins flavor. Some how, he took my panties with him. His tongue felt so good. He wiped every wall in my inner clit. I end up shoving his head deeper. His tongue was so soft and long. The way he was playing with my middle bell, made me get even more wet. He caught me off guard when he started sucking on my entire lips. “OHHH...right there, yes, yes, this is exactly what I dreamt, please, I am about to cum, hollld on, hoooold ooonnn” ARE YOU GUYS OK UP THERE? Out of nowhere a voice pops up o the speaker. The only thing I was thinking was OH SHIT!!! KO resumed the elevator. The elevator stopped at the next floor. Three more people entered the elevator. Next thing I know, my phone rings, its Jason. I didn’t pick up. I actually turned it off. KO looked back at me and started grinning. After people got off on the tenth floor, we went back to what we were doing on the elevator. As soon as I walked in the hotel room, i made a 180 degree turn and pressed KO up against door. We started kissing and making our way to the bed. He turned on some music and pushed me on the bed. I stripped down as fast as I was going to jump in a pool. He got on top of me and stuck his dick inside. It’s always the first poke that will determine how the rest of the night go. And damn, that poke was something good. We exchanged position, multiple times. When he was on top, he just pulled my arms forward which basically forced me to be on top. I rode the shit out of his dick like I haven’t ridden it in a long time. Moving from riding to getting my back blown out, to sixty-nine. We were sweating and everything! I caught an orgasm and he said that he was going to cum. After we released our frustration, we cuddled and fell asleep.
The sun rose early and bright. I looked at the time and it was past due that I over stayed my visit. I gathered my thing and KO called a cab. He walked me to elevator, gave each other a hug and a kiss, and then we departed. When I was on the elevator, repeat memories popped in my head. Why did we only have one night? I guess, some things come into your life once, and when it comes, you better be on your “A” game. I hoped in the cab and headed straight home. I was thinking what in the world am I going to tell Jason for me not coming home last night. So many lies came into my mind, but I told myself that I couldn’t lie to the man I love. I had to tell him the truth.
When the cab pulled up into my driveway, I walked to the side of the door very slow. When I entered the door, I put my keys down on the hanger and hung my coat up. I walked into the kitchen and Jason was sitting there. No breakfast was on the table, just him and a pen he was rotating in his left hand. He asked me “where was I?” I told him I was out having a drink with KO.” He kept on asking questions and I wasn’t in the mood to answer. I was tried and exhausted and I really didn’t want to bring up that bitch because I really would not get any sleep. I told Jason “stop tripping; it was just ONE NIGHT ONLY.” I made my way to the bathroom to hop in the shower and get back in my bed. What a night that was. Damn, I can’t wait until the next book come out. I wonder if it’s going to be about me.
Monday, March 16, 2009
A Ticking Time Bomb
Damn, her stuff is at the door. She packed her bags, mom is in the car blowing the horn waiting impatiently for her daughter to leave me. I’m in the back chasing after her through the halls. She is crying out like she filled up 2 tubs while headed to the door. I said “Baby, wait, wait, slow down. Don’t walk out that door.” I never had seen her like this before. She said: WHY, WHY, WHY, why me? She is still facing the door I grabbed her arm to turn her around. We looked dead in each other. She continued to cry and then I started crying. The only thing that was going through my mind was an old saying: You don’t know what you have, until it’s gone. I got on my knees. Tears are coming down my cheeks and she puts her thumbs on my cheeks to wipe them off. She never saw me cry because it is my weakness. I told her: “We came into this shit together (our lives). I can’t live my life without you. I don’t want to live without you. I don’t want to die alone. I’M SORRY I FUCKED UP. Yea I fucked up. And just like that she turned around and stated “I love you, but I can’t do this any longer.” After I heard the door close I was on my hands and knees. Snoot and tears are coming down my face. I got my self-together and walked backed into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed looking at that picture.
WHAT HAPPENED…….
Yo Trey ask the bartender for another shot of that patron. “Yo X you don’t need another shot” “Shit why don’t I?” Trey states “because you can barely hold your cup in the right hand, but hey, what the fuck, its your celebration that you always wanted. “You damn right its my celebration Trey!” My wedding is in three months, and my 25th birthday is today. I have the world in the palm of my mind. Trey has given X a birthday bash. Females are all over the place like ants on candy that fell to the ground. “Hello my name is Sticky, you must be the main attraction?” “Hell yea, I’m me! What do you have to have to offer me?” Sticky replied with “anything you want!” Sticky lead X away form his friends to another room. Trey was worried about X because he knew that he wasn’t himself. Soon as Trey was about to follow X and Sticky, a group of females got in his way. He turned around and his boys was pointing to Trey with a cup in the air laughing saying “do it!” Trey got distracted and follows the strippers.
While in the other room, X is laying on his back facing the ceiling on the bed. Sticky goes in her coat and pulls out a two bottle of pills. She pops one in her mouth and then gets on top of X and started asking questions like “what do you want him to perform?” X suggested “anything that can consist of his dick getting wet.” Sticky takes off X navy blue lifted research group (LRG) shirt. Next was the gray white-beater. Sticky leans over pushes X on the bed. Sticky starts kissing X on his left neck while her right hand is grinding his dick. He is getting hard and she can feel it through the jeans. Sticky goes under the neck and while she is moving to the right side, X leans his head back so Sticky can continue. Sticky rubs X face and then put a pill in his mouth. X swallowed the pill and sucking on her finger. After Sticky finishes the right side she just stops. Gets off of X and stands back. X sits up and states: “What’s wrong?” Sticky replies “Nothing, I just wanted to look at your sexy body. How can you get married, why didn’t we cross paths earlier. Sticky puts on some music and the song that comes on is “Kiss Kiss.” Sticky starts dancing to the music while taking off her clothes. Piece by piece she takes her clothing off starting with her butterscotch trench coat. Sticky is being viewed with her black fish net stockings, a black push up bra (27 C cup), and her black lacy booty boxers. Sticky models for X and states “Your going to miss this. I bet your probably thinking to yourself you wished you would have met me before you got down on your right knee.” X never do comments on Stick slick remarks.
He just shakes his head side to side. Sticky starts taking off her next clothing. Sticky states “I’m going to start from the bottom and work my way up to the top.” She turns around and bends over to take her fish nets off. She is doing it slow and sexy with it at that. She spreads her legs and looks between her them to check on X. X had his entire head basically upside down. Sticky stands up her pulls her fish nets off while moving her waist from left to right making it seem like they were tight on my body. Once the nets were at her ankle, she lifted her left leg out of the net so it is still on her right leg. She flings her right leg and the fish nets lands right on X head. X is still in shock like this beauty shape women in front of him that he knows that she is not his wife. Sticky ask X “Do you like what you see?” X returns with “good thing I’m not blind!” The only thing Sticky has on is her bra and her booty boxers. Next to come off was her booty boxer. She spreads her legs apart and puts her arms in the air. She slowly drags them down by rubbing on her hair, then her body, then she puts both index fingers inside her pants. Sticky makes her way down inside her and you can tell because of her fingers was making movements through the booty boxers. She pulls her left hand out and licks her goods. X stood up and states “let me get the rest of that for you? Do you taste as good as you look?” Sticky says “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Sticky takes off her booty boxers and turns around to start shaking her ass from left to right with her hands spread apart. X vision has been impaired. X gets up and put his palms on her ass. X starts kissing the cup of the booty. He makes an upside down U shape with his tongue. Sticky has dimples and X always had a thing for dimples.
He starts kissing her lower back which comes to find out that is her spot. Sticky leans forward while X is still on both of his knees. She moves his right hand to cup the pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed very low. X starts moving his finger up and down of the lip between her legs. X puts his middle finger in and the first thing he said was “SHIT.” “This shit is like Niagara falls!” X takes his hands out and pulls apart Sticky legs. X turned his head to right. Sticks out his tongue and started licking the tip of her lips. X sticks his tongue inside. It slides up against her bell. X is moving his tongue back and forth like a boxer is hitting the punching bag. Sticky makes moan ands groans. X is making circles with his tongue, and he is sucking on her bell that is hanging inside of her. Sticky claims “right there, your tongue feels so fucking good. I’m about to cum, suck it faster, faster, faaaassstter. OOOOH SHHHHITT. X backs out slowly from her waterfall and wipes the line between her clit and her lower back. X states “I can’t feel my face!” X stands up and starts to unbuckle his pants, but Sticky beat him to the punch. She dropped to her knees and yanked his belt off and went to work like Karrine did Marcus!! X is moving his hands through her hair. After five minutes of returning the favor, Sticky turns around bends her back forward. Sticky guided his dick and started teasing X with the tip of her clit. X asked “Do you have a condom?” Sticky replies with “no need, I’m on the shot. Anyway, you already ate me out, now you don’t want to fuck me now, whether I have a condom or not.” X states “Fuck it then, I’ll just pull out.” Sticky guides X dick inside of her. The first poke made her bend her legs. She wants him to go deeper, and faster. “X……go deeper, deeper, faster, right there……I think I’m about to nut.” X states “Take that shit. Is this the best you got for me? But damn this is some egg-bread! This shit feels good as I don’t know what. Stick counted out nut number four while X is on none. Sticky backs up and X ends up laying back on the edge of the bed while Sticky is riding his dick with her hands on her knees. X claims “I’m bout to nut!!! OH SHYT, go faster, hold that position. Don’t move from that position.” X gets up and pushes Sticky to the wall. He is still giving her back shots. X states “Here I come!” Sticky quickly turns around the position (now X back is on the wall) Sticky wraps her hands around X thighs. X can not pull out. He is still giving her strokes though. Sticky moves her waist from left to right, right to left just like Mya! X just exploded! Sticky walks forward and then turn around and got straight to the head like a fucking Excedrin. Sticky stops and X just falls to the floor. Sticky picks up X and helped him walk to the bed. She puts back on his clothes. Sticky only popped a Tylenol pill but she gave X that x. Sticky lies on top of X and they were both out like the black out in 2003.
Trey is having a good time with the ladies, until somebody ask for X location. He goes and finds where X is at. Trey busts in every door. He gets to the room where X was. Bust in and her X and Sticky lying together. Trey tells Sticky she must leave. “Yo Sticky, get up, get up! Bitch get your fucking ass up and out of here.” Sticky is playing sleep and follows what Trey says. “X, X, X, get up, come on, let’s go. X get up nigga.” X didn’t move. “What the fuck did that bitch do to you?” Trey says. Trey helps X up to his feet and carries him outside to the car.
Three months go by and now its X bachelors party. Everything is going well. Females are looking sexy, X boys are having a blast. X gets a phone call from his fiancée who is crying on the phone. “Can you please come home A-SAPP?” “Baby, what is wrong?” “Can you please come home?” “Ok I’m on my way.” X tells Trey he has an emergency and had to leave. Trey wanted to know why and X just said, “I don’t know, Kesha is crying and she wants me to come home.” X leaves the bachelor party and pushes 90 mph on a 60 mph expressway.
X gets to the house and walks in. He looks down to his right and sees Kesha bags by the door.
X: “What the fuck is this?” Kesha walks up to X and slaps him.
X: “Bitch have you lost your fucking mind?”
Kesha: “Maybe I have what the fuck is these picture Xavier?”
X: “What pictures are you talking about? What the fuck is this?”
Kesha: “That is your child Xavier.”
X: “I have no children, what are you’re talking about?”
Kesha: “Let me refresh your memory, do you know a girl name Teresa?”
X: “That name does not ring a bell.”
Kesha: “So you don’t know a girl name Teresa?”
X: “I said I don’t know a bitch named Teresa.”
Kesha: “Well does a girl name STICKY rings a bell?”
X mouth just drops. And starts thinking to himself, no way, how could I have gotten her pregnant. “
X: How do you know that’s mines that can be anybodies?”
Kesha: “I know its yours because of the blood test that was taking from your blood.”
X: “How did she get my blood when I wasn’t even around her?”
Kesha: “I took it while you were sleep one day last month. I got the results today. We been talking for at least a month. She called me telling me that you are her baby daddy.
X: “How did she get my information?”
Kesha: “She said she took your license the day of your birthday bash.”
X: “I don’t remember that.”
Kesha: “Of course you wouldn’t remember, she said you took a pill. X! You taking pills now? Get the fuck away from me. Oh just to actually confirmed me that you fucked that fucking bitch, there is a present on the dresser”
The present was a video tape that was hidden on top of the dresser in the room that X and Sticky was in.
PRESENT DAY
X was saying out loud crying, “I don’t want to be here anymore. I feel like dying. I want to self destruct.” A week later, X tries to get his shit together, but he is to weak. He goes to the fridge to get grey goose and started to take it to the head. X is drunk beyond drunk and says to himself, “I have nothing to lose.” X started crying. Later, he gets is shit together and started write a letter.
Kesha, I’m going to make this short and to the point. First and foremost, I apologize for my actions from putting you in this situation. I did not mean to hurt you. I love with all of my heart. I apologize for making your parents mad. I have never seen you so upset and you have very right to be. I love you and don’t you forget that… (The letter continues)
The next day, Kesha mom gives her a letter and a black rose. Kesha mind is in limbo wondering what in the world is a black rose for. Kesha mom states “Did somebody die?” Kesha opens the letter and reads. (Continuation from the letter) I feel like I’m falling, no one here to save me. I don’t want to die alone and I don’t want to live alone. I don’t want to die alone and I don’t want to live one .We came into this shit together, we going to leave this shit together. But I’m sorry I fucked up. Damn, I fucked up. And now it seems like there is no reason to be on this earth. I have been a walking time bomb since you left and I am ready to explode. SELF DESTRUCTION. By the time read this I should be home. Thanks for everything!
P.S.
HONEY I’M HOME
Kesha is crying and her mom comes over and hugs her. The phone rings and Kesha mom picks up the phone and told Kesha to turn on channel CNN. A car drove off the bridge and ended up in the lake. Kesha was talking to herself “No, Please NO. Not you.” Kesha mom says “who are you talking about?” Kesha shows her mom the letter and with her head down crying. The reporter on television states “We have just recovered the vehicle that was in the Lake.” Kesha looks up with tears coming down her face. “Please LORD not him.” Reporter states “The License plates read “X”. We have just recovered the body of the driver. The driver who was in the car name is Xavier Simmons.
WHAT HAPPENED…….
Yo Trey ask the bartender for another shot of that patron. “Yo X you don’t need another shot” “Shit why don’t I?” Trey states “because you can barely hold your cup in the right hand, but hey, what the fuck, its your celebration that you always wanted. “You damn right its my celebration Trey!” My wedding is in three months, and my 25th birthday is today. I have the world in the palm of my mind. Trey has given X a birthday bash. Females are all over the place like ants on candy that fell to the ground. “Hello my name is Sticky, you must be the main attraction?” “Hell yea, I’m me! What do you have to have to offer me?” Sticky replied with “anything you want!” Sticky lead X away form his friends to another room. Trey was worried about X because he knew that he wasn’t himself. Soon as Trey was about to follow X and Sticky, a group of females got in his way. He turned around and his boys was pointing to Trey with a cup in the air laughing saying “do it!” Trey got distracted and follows the strippers.
While in the other room, X is laying on his back facing the ceiling on the bed. Sticky goes in her coat and pulls out a two bottle of pills. She pops one in her mouth and then gets on top of X and started asking questions like “what do you want him to perform?” X suggested “anything that can consist of his dick getting wet.” Sticky takes off X navy blue lifted research group (LRG) shirt. Next was the gray white-beater. Sticky leans over pushes X on the bed. Sticky starts kissing X on his left neck while her right hand is grinding his dick. He is getting hard and she can feel it through the jeans. Sticky goes under the neck and while she is moving to the right side, X leans his head back so Sticky can continue. Sticky rubs X face and then put a pill in his mouth. X swallowed the pill and sucking on her finger. After Sticky finishes the right side she just stops. Gets off of X and stands back. X sits up and states: “What’s wrong?” Sticky replies “Nothing, I just wanted to look at your sexy body. How can you get married, why didn’t we cross paths earlier. Sticky puts on some music and the song that comes on is “Kiss Kiss.” Sticky starts dancing to the music while taking off her clothes. Piece by piece she takes her clothing off starting with her butterscotch trench coat. Sticky is being viewed with her black fish net stockings, a black push up bra (27 C cup), and her black lacy booty boxers. Sticky models for X and states “Your going to miss this. I bet your probably thinking to yourself you wished you would have met me before you got down on your right knee.” X never do comments on Stick slick remarks.
He just shakes his head side to side. Sticky starts taking off her next clothing. Sticky states “I’m going to start from the bottom and work my way up to the top.” She turns around and bends over to take her fish nets off. She is doing it slow and sexy with it at that. She spreads her legs and looks between her them to check on X. X had his entire head basically upside down. Sticky stands up her pulls her fish nets off while moving her waist from left to right making it seem like they were tight on my body. Once the nets were at her ankle, she lifted her left leg out of the net so it is still on her right leg. She flings her right leg and the fish nets lands right on X head. X is still in shock like this beauty shape women in front of him that he knows that she is not his wife. Sticky ask X “Do you like what you see?” X returns with “good thing I’m not blind!” The only thing Sticky has on is her bra and her booty boxers. Next to come off was her booty boxer. She spreads her legs apart and puts her arms in the air. She slowly drags them down by rubbing on her hair, then her body, then she puts both index fingers inside her pants. Sticky makes her way down inside her and you can tell because of her fingers was making movements through the booty boxers. She pulls her left hand out and licks her goods. X stood up and states “let me get the rest of that for you? Do you taste as good as you look?” Sticky says “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Sticky takes off her booty boxers and turns around to start shaking her ass from left to right with her hands spread apart. X vision has been impaired. X gets up and put his palms on her ass. X starts kissing the cup of the booty. He makes an upside down U shape with his tongue. Sticky has dimples and X always had a thing for dimples.
He starts kissing her lower back which comes to find out that is her spot. Sticky leans forward while X is still on both of his knees. She moves his right hand to cup the pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed very low. X starts moving his finger up and down of the lip between her legs. X puts his middle finger in and the first thing he said was “SHIT.” “This shit is like Niagara falls!” X takes his hands out and pulls apart Sticky legs. X turned his head to right. Sticks out his tongue and started licking the tip of her lips. X sticks his tongue inside. It slides up against her bell. X is moving his tongue back and forth like a boxer is hitting the punching bag. Sticky makes moan ands groans. X is making circles with his tongue, and he is sucking on her bell that is hanging inside of her. Sticky claims “right there, your tongue feels so fucking good. I’m about to cum, suck it faster, faster, faaaassstter. OOOOH SHHHHITT. X backs out slowly from her waterfall and wipes the line between her clit and her lower back. X states “I can’t feel my face!” X stands up and starts to unbuckle his pants, but Sticky beat him to the punch. She dropped to her knees and yanked his belt off and went to work like Karrine did Marcus!! X is moving his hands through her hair. After five minutes of returning the favor, Sticky turns around bends her back forward. Sticky guided his dick and started teasing X with the tip of her clit. X asked “Do you have a condom?” Sticky replies with “no need, I’m on the shot. Anyway, you already ate me out, now you don’t want to fuck me now, whether I have a condom or not.” X states “Fuck it then, I’ll just pull out.” Sticky guides X dick inside of her. The first poke made her bend her legs. She wants him to go deeper, and faster. “X……go deeper, deeper, faster, right there……I think I’m about to nut.” X states “Take that shit. Is this the best you got for me? But damn this is some egg-bread! This shit feels good as I don’t know what. Stick counted out nut number four while X is on none. Sticky backs up and X ends up laying back on the edge of the bed while Sticky is riding his dick with her hands on her knees. X claims “I’m bout to nut!!! OH SHYT, go faster, hold that position. Don’t move from that position.” X gets up and pushes Sticky to the wall. He is still giving her back shots. X states “Here I come!” Sticky quickly turns around the position (now X back is on the wall) Sticky wraps her hands around X thighs. X can not pull out. He is still giving her strokes though. Sticky moves her waist from left to right, right to left just like Mya! X just exploded! Sticky walks forward and then turn around and got straight to the head like a fucking Excedrin. Sticky stops and X just falls to the floor. Sticky picks up X and helped him walk to the bed. She puts back on his clothes. Sticky only popped a Tylenol pill but she gave X that x. Sticky lies on top of X and they were both out like the black out in 2003.
Trey is having a good time with the ladies, until somebody ask for X location. He goes and finds where X is at. Trey busts in every door. He gets to the room where X was. Bust in and her X and Sticky lying together. Trey tells Sticky she must leave. “Yo Sticky, get up, get up! Bitch get your fucking ass up and out of here.” Sticky is playing sleep and follows what Trey says. “X, X, X, get up, come on, let’s go. X get up nigga.” X didn’t move. “What the fuck did that bitch do to you?” Trey says. Trey helps X up to his feet and carries him outside to the car.
Three months go by and now its X bachelors party. Everything is going well. Females are looking sexy, X boys are having a blast. X gets a phone call from his fiancée who is crying on the phone. “Can you please come home A-SAPP?” “Baby, what is wrong?” “Can you please come home?” “Ok I’m on my way.” X tells Trey he has an emergency and had to leave. Trey wanted to know why and X just said, “I don’t know, Kesha is crying and she wants me to come home.” X leaves the bachelor party and pushes 90 mph on a 60 mph expressway.
X gets to the house and walks in. He looks down to his right and sees Kesha bags by the door.
X: “What the fuck is this?” Kesha walks up to X and slaps him.
X: “Bitch have you lost your fucking mind?”
Kesha: “Maybe I have what the fuck is these picture Xavier?”
X: “What pictures are you talking about? What the fuck is this?”
Kesha: “That is your child Xavier.”
X: “I have no children, what are you’re talking about?”
Kesha: “Let me refresh your memory, do you know a girl name Teresa?”
X: “That name does not ring a bell.”
Kesha: “So you don’t know a girl name Teresa?”
X: “I said I don’t know a bitch named Teresa.”
Kesha: “Well does a girl name STICKY rings a bell?”
X mouth just drops. And starts thinking to himself, no way, how could I have gotten her pregnant. “
X: How do you know that’s mines that can be anybodies?”
Kesha: “I know its yours because of the blood test that was taking from your blood.”
X: “How did she get my blood when I wasn’t even around her?”
Kesha: “I took it while you were sleep one day last month. I got the results today. We been talking for at least a month. She called me telling me that you are her baby daddy.
X: “How did she get my information?”
Kesha: “She said she took your license the day of your birthday bash.”
X: “I don’t remember that.”
Kesha: “Of course you wouldn’t remember, she said you took a pill. X! You taking pills now? Get the fuck away from me. Oh just to actually confirmed me that you fucked that fucking bitch, there is a present on the dresser”
The present was a video tape that was hidden on top of the dresser in the room that X and Sticky was in.
PRESENT DAY
X was saying out loud crying, “I don’t want to be here anymore. I feel like dying. I want to self destruct.” A week later, X tries to get his shit together, but he is to weak. He goes to the fridge to get grey goose and started to take it to the head. X is drunk beyond drunk and says to himself, “I have nothing to lose.” X started crying. Later, he gets is shit together and started write a letter.
Kesha, I’m going to make this short and to the point. First and foremost, I apologize for my actions from putting you in this situation. I did not mean to hurt you. I love with all of my heart. I apologize for making your parents mad. I have never seen you so upset and you have very right to be. I love you and don’t you forget that… (The letter continues)
The next day, Kesha mom gives her a letter and a black rose. Kesha mind is in limbo wondering what in the world is a black rose for. Kesha mom states “Did somebody die?” Kesha opens the letter and reads. (Continuation from the letter) I feel like I’m falling, no one here to save me. I don’t want to die alone and I don’t want to live alone. I don’t want to die alone and I don’t want to live one .We came into this shit together, we going to leave this shit together. But I’m sorry I fucked up. Damn, I fucked up. And now it seems like there is no reason to be on this earth. I have been a walking time bomb since you left and I am ready to explode. SELF DESTRUCTION. By the time read this I should be home. Thanks for everything!
P.S.
HONEY I’M HOME
Kesha is crying and her mom comes over and hugs her. The phone rings and Kesha mom picks up the phone and told Kesha to turn on channel CNN. A car drove off the bridge and ended up in the lake. Kesha was talking to herself “No, Please NO. Not you.” Kesha mom says “who are you talking about?” Kesha shows her mom the letter and with her head down crying. The reporter on television states “We have just recovered the vehicle that was in the Lake.” Kesha looks up with tears coming down her face. “Please LORD not him.” Reporter states “The License plates read “X”. We have just recovered the body of the driver. The driver who was in the car name is Xavier Simmons.
Friday, March 6, 2009
The Affect of Poetry (Series 4-Need You Out)
I need you out….lye down and your lies down, from the other side of the floor you can walk, from the other side of the door you can talk, you lyed where his dick did, while I addictive to your mischief, I feel like I kissed me, I feel like you were with me but you missed him. She belongs to me….but to him, he is rented out.
“Archie The Messenger”
I decided to head back to my birth place. I’ve seen my boy Matt. He was having his grand opening poetry session and I wanted to show my support. When I walked in the building it was packed. Our old co-workers came out to show their support, family, and friends. Local artist performed by singing, and as well as speaking poetry. When I walked on him he was surprised to see me. We caught up while listening to the entertainment.
He introduced me to all the performers that were going on stage and he was shocked that my name was on the list. When I first arrived on the stage I just looked around to get a brief glance of the crowd. Proximate of 50 people were in attendance. I told the audience to bare with me because I never spoke poetry/residing. Starting off by saying: “What I am about to speak on comes from the second view of eyes that we may not look through!” “I wake up on the morning take a knee and thank GOD. Then go to the mirror and look myself in the eye. Today I didn’t wake up with a woman on my side, yesterday didn’t I wake up with a woman on my side. Neither the day before that nor before that. I just remember the moments, call me Kodak. And know that I miss you but it’s your denial that I must hold against you. Since you been gone, I’ve been all alone, but alone in steroids because it made me strong. Girl, your, gone in the wind you cheated on GOD son baby girl that’s a sin. But I forgive you, but I can’t give you. Another chance girl you’re in my rear view. And I put that ring on your finger, shit I was ALL IN. But now it’s just a symbol of what I could have been.”
When I was done, I received a standing ovation. But when I glanced over in the back, I’ve seen Toya. She wasn’t standing and I didn’t expect her to or even be here. We made eye contact and starred at each other for a minute when I seen her crying. I told Matt to holla at me. I tempted to walk over and talk to her. I did, when I passed her to go to the exit.
“Archie The Messenger”
I decided to head back to my birth place. I’ve seen my boy Matt. He was having his grand opening poetry session and I wanted to show my support. When I walked in the building it was packed. Our old co-workers came out to show their support, family, and friends. Local artist performed by singing, and as well as speaking poetry. When I walked on him he was surprised to see me. We caught up while listening to the entertainment.
He introduced me to all the performers that were going on stage and he was shocked that my name was on the list. When I first arrived on the stage I just looked around to get a brief glance of the crowd. Proximate of 50 people were in attendance. I told the audience to bare with me because I never spoke poetry/residing. Starting off by saying: “What I am about to speak on comes from the second view of eyes that we may not look through!” “I wake up on the morning take a knee and thank GOD. Then go to the mirror and look myself in the eye. Today I didn’t wake up with a woman on my side, yesterday didn’t I wake up with a woman on my side. Neither the day before that nor before that. I just remember the moments, call me Kodak. And know that I miss you but it’s your denial that I must hold against you. Since you been gone, I’ve been all alone, but alone in steroids because it made me strong. Girl, your, gone in the wind you cheated on GOD son baby girl that’s a sin. But I forgive you, but I can’t give you. Another chance girl you’re in my rear view. And I put that ring on your finger, shit I was ALL IN. But now it’s just a symbol of what I could have been.”
When I was done, I received a standing ovation. But when I glanced over in the back, I’ve seen Toya. She wasn’t standing and I didn’t expect her to or even be here. We made eye contact and starred at each other for a minute when I seen her crying. I told Matt to holla at me. I tempted to walk over and talk to her. I did, when I passed her to go to the exit.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
The Affect of Poetry (Series 3-Bounce Back)
“And I do need that make up sex and I’m the fool. Cause it is a dry cool sleep without the one you need, and a dry drool that you can smell on her sheets, and the closer the comforter can’t comfort her like me.” “Archie The Messenger”
She walked out the door on me. I never raised my hand towards women and should she have known that I wouldn’t hit her. Never did and don’t plan on doing it anytime. I can’t go to sleep, I can’t eat, I haven’t heard from her in weeks. She should have least called me to check on. I come home from work and I see all her stuff gone. I looked through the entire house to see if she left anything so she can come back. I found her key and a letter stating:
“Honey, This letter is short but it will get the point across. First off, I don’t know what has happened to us. I can’t be in a relationship when I am satisfied but not happy. There is a difference. I honestly think you should look more into those two terms. I am doing fine, I’m staying with one of my friends but I’m thinking about moving back home. Don’t know yet, just taking it into consideration. Hopefully our paths will cross in the future.
Take Care,
T baby”
I jus broke down on my knees and thought that everything I had was gone. TAKE CARE, what the fuck, is she breaking up with me through a fucking letter. I actually had to re-read the letter to get a better understanding of what was going on and the Take Care part said it all. I called her and asked can we talk? She replied with “Sure but it has to be quick” I’m thinking “who in the world is she to be giving me a time limit?”
I arrived at the abbots (ice cream place). She sat in my car and I asked her “where was your car and she said she walked.” With that answer she must be in a short distance from her friend house. I showed her the letter and stated was she serious. Yes was her answer. We got into it for a half hour. Going back in forth; she not pleased/happy, she wasn’t on her “A” game either. She asked me to take her home and I did. I’m in the drive way and NOW IT’S THE PRESENT. “I don’t know why I feel this why. I know I fucked up I admit I fucked but everybody fucked up.” Damn, to leave your man and throw everything away. I drove off and headed straight home.
I have thought about her a lot like a mother missing her child. Speaking of a mother, my mom said I should have called, my mind telling me she should have called. Going to bed without somebody who is usually there every night is very frustrating. I know that nobody can keep her company like I do, make her smile and laugh, and even come out the blue a bar/verse from a top artist and have bar/verse battles by text messaging.
Three months went by and I was leaving the grocery store and seen her pull up with some dude. I’m not the one to hate on the next man “but King Kong don’t have shit on me.” I stopped her and said what hello, letting her know that I was still breathing and doing fine, but as it seems, it seemed that she was doing better. I shook her friend hand and said that his name was Thomas. I asked him how long have ya’ll known each other (cause I damn for sure didn’t want to hear her answer) and he stated 4/5 months. I was just in shocked and thinking to myself “This BITCH, fucking liar ass broad, two time back stabbing whore. Life is a bitch depending on how you dress her. Oh word, that’s what’s up though! I’m looking at her and she is not looking back at me. I kept it moving and told them to good luck for the near future.
Before I got home I stopped at the store and got something to drink because I was going to drink myself to sleep. When I arrived home, I popped opened that patron and went to work. I’m venting and thinking to myself. She had somebody on the side the entire time.
Next day at work I asked for relocation and the only place that was available was Chicago, Ill. I said fuck it and went with it. There was an interview process that had to take place and I followed up on it. I passed the procedure and found out that Chi-town was looking for an employee like me for a minute. Damn, as I pack my clothes and pictures up, all I can do is just reminisce on what I had and what somebody else have instead of me. I just hope I never run into her again because I will have something plan for her and it won’t be nice. Goodbye Maryland.
She walked out the door on me. I never raised my hand towards women and should she have known that I wouldn’t hit her. Never did and don’t plan on doing it anytime. I can’t go to sleep, I can’t eat, I haven’t heard from her in weeks. She should have least called me to check on. I come home from work and I see all her stuff gone. I looked through the entire house to see if she left anything so she can come back. I found her key and a letter stating:
“Honey, This letter is short but it will get the point across. First off, I don’t know what has happened to us. I can’t be in a relationship when I am satisfied but not happy. There is a difference. I honestly think you should look more into those two terms. I am doing fine, I’m staying with one of my friends but I’m thinking about moving back home. Don’t know yet, just taking it into consideration. Hopefully our paths will cross in the future.
Take Care,
T baby”
I jus broke down on my knees and thought that everything I had was gone. TAKE CARE, what the fuck, is she breaking up with me through a fucking letter. I actually had to re-read the letter to get a better understanding of what was going on and the Take Care part said it all. I called her and asked can we talk? She replied with “Sure but it has to be quick” I’m thinking “who in the world is she to be giving me a time limit?”
I arrived at the abbots (ice cream place). She sat in my car and I asked her “where was your car and she said she walked.” With that answer she must be in a short distance from her friend house. I showed her the letter and stated was she serious. Yes was her answer. We got into it for a half hour. Going back in forth; she not pleased/happy, she wasn’t on her “A” game either. She asked me to take her home and I did. I’m in the drive way and NOW IT’S THE PRESENT. “I don’t know why I feel this why. I know I fucked up I admit I fucked but everybody fucked up.” Damn, to leave your man and throw everything away. I drove off and headed straight home.
I have thought about her a lot like a mother missing her child. Speaking of a mother, my mom said I should have called, my mind telling me she should have called. Going to bed without somebody who is usually there every night is very frustrating. I know that nobody can keep her company like I do, make her smile and laugh, and even come out the blue a bar/verse from a top artist and have bar/verse battles by text messaging.
Three months went by and I was leaving the grocery store and seen her pull up with some dude. I’m not the one to hate on the next man “but King Kong don’t have shit on me.” I stopped her and said what hello, letting her know that I was still breathing and doing fine, but as it seems, it seemed that she was doing better. I shook her friend hand and said that his name was Thomas. I asked him how long have ya’ll known each other (cause I damn for sure didn’t want to hear her answer) and he stated 4/5 months. I was just in shocked and thinking to myself “This BITCH, fucking liar ass broad, two time back stabbing whore. Life is a bitch depending on how you dress her. Oh word, that’s what’s up though! I’m looking at her and she is not looking back at me. I kept it moving and told them to good luck for the near future.
Before I got home I stopped at the store and got something to drink because I was going to drink myself to sleep. When I arrived home, I popped opened that patron and went to work. I’m venting and thinking to myself. She had somebody on the side the entire time.
Next day at work I asked for relocation and the only place that was available was Chicago, Ill. I said fuck it and went with it. There was an interview process that had to take place and I followed up on it. I passed the procedure and found out that Chi-town was looking for an employee like me for a minute. Damn, as I pack my clothes and pictures up, all I can do is just reminisce on what I had and what somebody else have instead of me. I just hope I never run into her again because I will have something plan for her and it won’t be nice. Goodbye Maryland.
The Affect of Poetry (Series 2-Gone)
"She's gone now, now what….now fine. Ok, talking is this me, just listen, ok fine. She dissed me on that day…..on this day this may cause a relapse…..but damn she so fine, gone but so fine, not ok…but so fine, ok but she's gone now what?" "Lyrical The Lyrist"
We been going out on dates such as movies, bowling, go-carting, and even rock climbing. When we dine out I feel comfortable because she's a bad bitch and I can hold my own! Nothing has happen and I'm kind of feeling that (sexually). The thing that got me was when we were first starting off talking, I explained to her that I don't make first moves and she replied with I never made the first move on the dude. Me thinking to myself, "Let's see how long she is going to hold out?" Damn sure she kept her word thus far! But I have to test her.
We went out to dinner at the Bahama Breeze because she loves their appetizer. We have been going together for 3 months so far and no complaints. After dinner I dropped her off back home and the slow jams were playing on the radio (Playa-"Cheers") I went in for the kiss and she didn't back out. I was always told that the first 7 seconds of kissing somebody can tell them whether they are a good or bad kisser. It only took me 3 seconds to find out that her kissing style was off the meter! I backed up and put the side of my head on the window. That’s when she came across the stick shift and started kissing me. That turned me on even more! We made our way to the house surprisingly because I didn’t want to make any stains on my seat. As soon as I closed the door behind me, she pressed me up against the front door. She started unbuckling my belt. I said "Do you know what you are getting yourself into?" she replied with "Yes, I have awaited long enough." One thing lead to another, she went down even further than where my belt was.
Later I pulled her up and backed her into the stairs that was right behind her. Like Curtis said "Pull the panties to the side" den started fingering her to see how wet she was. It was a Niagara Water Fall. She didn't think I would taste her so I licked my two fingers that were making circles in her treasure. She was turned on from that and I told her "I feel like looking for more treasures, be right back" She said "I will tell you when you find it" I said "It wont be long!" Four minutes later she said "don't stop" When I pulled back, she said "what happened", I said "I found it and started laughing" Then I belched, with compliments towards Ms Toya. We fucked right on the stairs. No lights on, she riding, I’m on top, hitting it form the back. Two condoms were used thus far (first on broke). Third time the charm. Went a couple more rounds. When I told her I was about to come, she said, hold on, I am about to come to, I replied with "I can't hold it any longer." She said "let it go." We both came at the same time. WHAT A RELIEF! What a long awaited night. Then we cuddled right on the bottom stair.
Two years went by and we are now living together. She moved with me to Maryland, She found a job being a counselor working with children with disability. I got a job be an Employee Representative by the 3rd Top 100 Fortune Magazines companies in the world for 2007. But you know with being together for so long frustration comes along with it. She said "why don't we go out anymore?" I replied with "If you want to go somewhere you are more than welcome to go, but I’m tired and I don't want to do anything besides sleep." She said “How can you sleep at 6:00p you wont be able sleep later on tonight.” I said "WATCH ME." She said "I don't want you to go to sleep." I said" SHUT UP your getting my nerves." She turned around with "Who you telling shut up?" She gets up, start packing her shit, start calling her sister. Her sister doesn't pick up, the tension starts to pick up. She tells me to sit up. She push me down, I sit up, she push me down, I sit up, she push me down I get up, I act like I’m going hit her, but I’m a better nigga. She won’t find a better nigga. Damn she out the door. Fuck now?
We been going out on dates such as movies, bowling, go-carting, and even rock climbing. When we dine out I feel comfortable because she's a bad bitch and I can hold my own! Nothing has happen and I'm kind of feeling that (sexually). The thing that got me was when we were first starting off talking, I explained to her that I don't make first moves and she replied with I never made the first move on the dude. Me thinking to myself, "Let's see how long she is going to hold out?" Damn sure she kept her word thus far! But I have to test her.
We went out to dinner at the Bahama Breeze because she loves their appetizer. We have been going together for 3 months so far and no complaints. After dinner I dropped her off back home and the slow jams were playing on the radio (Playa-"Cheers") I went in for the kiss and she didn't back out. I was always told that the first 7 seconds of kissing somebody can tell them whether they are a good or bad kisser. It only took me 3 seconds to find out that her kissing style was off the meter! I backed up and put the side of my head on the window. That’s when she came across the stick shift and started kissing me. That turned me on even more! We made our way to the house surprisingly because I didn’t want to make any stains on my seat. As soon as I closed the door behind me, she pressed me up against the front door. She started unbuckling my belt. I said "Do you know what you are getting yourself into?" she replied with "Yes, I have awaited long enough." One thing lead to another, she went down even further than where my belt was.
Later I pulled her up and backed her into the stairs that was right behind her. Like Curtis said "Pull the panties to the side" den started fingering her to see how wet she was. It was a Niagara Water Fall. She didn't think I would taste her so I licked my two fingers that were making circles in her treasure. She was turned on from that and I told her "I feel like looking for more treasures, be right back" She said "I will tell you when you find it" I said "It wont be long!" Four minutes later she said "don't stop" When I pulled back, she said "what happened", I said "I found it and started laughing" Then I belched, with compliments towards Ms Toya. We fucked right on the stairs. No lights on, she riding, I’m on top, hitting it form the back. Two condoms were used thus far (first on broke). Third time the charm. Went a couple more rounds. When I told her I was about to come, she said, hold on, I am about to come to, I replied with "I can't hold it any longer." She said "let it go." We both came at the same time. WHAT A RELIEF! What a long awaited night. Then we cuddled right on the bottom stair.
Two years went by and we are now living together. She moved with me to Maryland, She found a job being a counselor working with children with disability. I got a job be an Employee Representative by the 3rd Top 100 Fortune Magazines companies in the world for 2007. But you know with being together for so long frustration comes along with it. She said "why don't we go out anymore?" I replied with "If you want to go somewhere you are more than welcome to go, but I’m tired and I don't want to do anything besides sleep." She said “How can you sleep at 6:00p you wont be able sleep later on tonight.” I said "WATCH ME." She said "I don't want you to go to sleep." I said" SHUT UP your getting my nerves." She turned around with "Who you telling shut up?" She gets up, start packing her shit, start calling her sister. Her sister doesn't pick up, the tension starts to pick up. She tells me to sit up. She push me down, I sit up, she push me down, I sit up, she push me down I get up, I act like I’m going hit her, but I’m a better nigga. She won’t find a better nigga. Damn she out the door. Fuck now?
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
The Affect of Poetry (Series 1-Anything)
“I will do anything together, anything to get her….so I’m going to take u there, I’m going to take you there, so I would have to make you come.” -Q-
As I sit in my car and watch her walk into her house just think about the conversation we just had. The only thing I can think of is; why am I feeling this way? Every time I’m around her my dick gets hard. She makes me laugh, personality of being a headache but also considerate (Sour Patches, sour but sweet!) They way she walks in those skin tight jeans makes her hips rock left from right. But before I can continue on about why I am feeling this way, let me start from the beginning.
Diamond (co-worker) invited me to her barbeque on Saturday. I told her that I had to work then I will swing by to make my appearance. Everything is going as planned, left work on a good note because it is was my last day; the young adults weren’t being difficult this time, jus filled up on gas, now have to wax the vehicle itself. After an hour and an half of waxing and cleaning the car inside out, I decided to take a brief nap. An hour went by now so I’m headed to jump in the cleaners. I had to pick out some Roc–A-Wear black/grayish jeans with a polo shirt and some fresh black timberlands boots.
I arrive at the barbeque and me being me (cool, calm, and collected) I observed the atmosphere very cautiously. I acknowledge the people I knew from work and greeted people who I haven’t seen. As I was talking to Diamond, I seen this beautiful girl from the time she was at the top of the stairs till she hugged Diamonds family members. My first impression was “shit, ok” She has on black gymnastics stretchy tight pants with a mini jean skirt over it, with a checker white and black shirt and a pair of black Vans! Diamond introduced me to her and she said that her name was Toya. I didn’t want her to get the impression that I was all over her, so I gave her space. I went to the cooler to get a corona; after I got my corona Diamond approached me to play spades. I replied with: “Sho-Sho-Show me my opponent!” I really didn’t care who my teammate was, just the fact that they hold their own. It was me and a coworker of mine, Matt, against Diamond and Toya. Two games went by and each team had a victory. It was the tie breaker and the recap was 44-42 Diamond and Toya up and we are going to 50 (500). They went six (6) and we had to go eight (8). When all the cards played out and I looked across the board, we both had five books each. With three (3) cards left, Toya threw out a deuce of diamonds, so I topped that with the little joker and Diamond didn’t have the big. Two more books left and Matt was trumped with the big joker and two (2) of spades. After a long fought battle Matt and I came back and one. Diamond decided that she wanted to the bar. We all agreed to meet up at the sports bar!
Conversation was on point, Matt cracking jokes about the job (about how two co-workers was talking about each other being ugly…LOL) and Diamond bringing up throw back movies (all the PORKY’S (classic)). While everybody was having there group conversation, I was off to the side talking to Toya. It’s late and we decided to call it a night. Toya and I swapped numbers before we actually departed from each other.
A couple weeks went bye, we haven’t got up yet. I’m thinking to myself like damn, what is wrong with this woman? Having all these text messages are nice to have but I can’t see her. Our text conversations are on point because we both get irritated when the other doesn’t respond in a timely fashion manner! She says that she wants to see me but doesn’t have the time. I told her that if we really want to see each other, we can find a way because there is only 24 hours in a day but we can squeeze 25 hours in. One day I asked her let’s go see a movie? She replied with a “NO”. I brushed it off like maybe she has something to do that came up. She claims that she was getting up with her friends but who am I to judge. Is there somebody else? Shit either she is just a busy person or she’s determined and knows what she wants. She can’t be in a relationship based on the facts of the things we be discussing in the text messaging and the time of hours she be hitting me up. I guess I can take that into consideration but I don’t want to wrong right this time.
I get a phone call out the blue at 10:36p on a Tuesday that Toya wants to get up. I dropped everything that I was doing and got ready. I picked her up at 11:54p. She said that she didn’t care what we do, she just want to have a good time. To me that statement seemed like something was bothering her. We went to the beach and walked the pier. She said that her ex-boyfriend yoked her up. My mouth just dropped (why would a male put their hands on a female?) We got into the conversation with how he end up putting his hands on her and she said words were exchange. As I am doing less talking and a lot of listening, I picked up that they have known each other since grade school. Just recently started getting serious, been together on and off for 4 years. She don’t live with him and to top it off he was her first. That last statement made it clear that she is going to have a force field up. I’m thinking to myself like “Yes, a challenge, who shall survive and who shall parish.” We go off that topic as quickly as I missed a turn! We continued out conversation from the party. I told her that I was leaving in 2 weeks to go to Maryland for a job. Giving her my resume that I needed a better challenge and New York wasn’t challenging enough, hoping that she will read between the lines. I dropped her off at her house round 1:11a. She gave me a hug and said that she had a good time. We have to get up again.
On Saturday (same week) we went to the movies. Everything was cool. Grabbed some candy and pop (soda) with some popcorn. The movie is good because it’s keeping my attention and Toya. She feels so comfortable that she takes her shoes off. I have a feet fetish so I have to check for my damn self. The thing that surprised me was that she was welling to show her feet and come up not come up with an excuse. There was not paint on the toes, just cut right and soft. She is leaning on me and feeding me popcorn, but she slipped when I put her fingers in my mouth. When I guided her thumb, into my mouth, and started sucking on it, I looked to the corner of my right eye and seen her get adjusted to her seat. Soon enough she wasn’t moving but breathing heavy cause of her chest. I asked was she ok and it seemed that she was in a daze based upon how fast she took her thumb back.
We have been talking for a minute but I never forgot about her ex. We are not fucking and I know that a woman has needs. I picked her up from her house and we went to get some ice cream. We were talking for a minute in the car and I had to squeeze in the question! “When was the last time you had sex?” She replied with 2 weeks ago. I couldn’t get mad at her but not on the fact that I was getting ass myself, but the fact that she was still fucking her ex boyfriend. So I have to really step my game up. Thinking about myself…yes, whatever it takes to get her with me! I expressed my feelings to her and she replied with I feel the same way. It’s just that she has a bond with her ex that she wants to break, just don’t know how. One side of her she wants to leave, the other is saying that she put so much into there relationship/friendship. I asked her honestly. Do you want to stay with him or not. So she said “No” I said ok, don’t worry no more.
As I sit in my car and watch her walk into her house just think about the conversation we just had. The only thing I can think of is; why am I feeling this way? Every time I’m around her my dick gets hard. She makes me laugh, personality of being a headache but also considerate (Sour Patches, sour but sweet!) They way she walks in those skin tight jeans makes her hips rock left from right. But before I can continue on about why I am feeling this way, let me start from the beginning.
Diamond (co-worker) invited me to her barbeque on Saturday. I told her that I had to work then I will swing by to make my appearance. Everything is going as planned, left work on a good note because it is was my last day; the young adults weren’t being difficult this time, jus filled up on gas, now have to wax the vehicle itself. After an hour and an half of waxing and cleaning the car inside out, I decided to take a brief nap. An hour went by now so I’m headed to jump in the cleaners. I had to pick out some Roc–A-Wear black/grayish jeans with a polo shirt and some fresh black timberlands boots.
I arrive at the barbeque and me being me (cool, calm, and collected) I observed the atmosphere very cautiously. I acknowledge the people I knew from work and greeted people who I haven’t seen. As I was talking to Diamond, I seen this beautiful girl from the time she was at the top of the stairs till she hugged Diamonds family members. My first impression was “shit, ok” She has on black gymnastics stretchy tight pants with a mini jean skirt over it, with a checker white and black shirt and a pair of black Vans! Diamond introduced me to her and she said that her name was Toya. I didn’t want her to get the impression that I was all over her, so I gave her space. I went to the cooler to get a corona; after I got my corona Diamond approached me to play spades. I replied with: “Sho-Sho-Show me my opponent!” I really didn’t care who my teammate was, just the fact that they hold their own. It was me and a coworker of mine, Matt, against Diamond and Toya. Two games went by and each team had a victory. It was the tie breaker and the recap was 44-42 Diamond and Toya up and we are going to 50 (500). They went six (6) and we had to go eight (8). When all the cards played out and I looked across the board, we both had five books each. With three (3) cards left, Toya threw out a deuce of diamonds, so I topped that with the little joker and Diamond didn’t have the big. Two more books left and Matt was trumped with the big joker and two (2) of spades. After a long fought battle Matt and I came back and one. Diamond decided that she wanted to the bar. We all agreed to meet up at the sports bar!
Conversation was on point, Matt cracking jokes about the job (about how two co-workers was talking about each other being ugly…LOL) and Diamond bringing up throw back movies (all the PORKY’S (classic)). While everybody was having there group conversation, I was off to the side talking to Toya. It’s late and we decided to call it a night. Toya and I swapped numbers before we actually departed from each other.
A couple weeks went bye, we haven’t got up yet. I’m thinking to myself like damn, what is wrong with this woman? Having all these text messages are nice to have but I can’t see her. Our text conversations are on point because we both get irritated when the other doesn’t respond in a timely fashion manner! She says that she wants to see me but doesn’t have the time. I told her that if we really want to see each other, we can find a way because there is only 24 hours in a day but we can squeeze 25 hours in. One day I asked her let’s go see a movie? She replied with a “NO”. I brushed it off like maybe she has something to do that came up. She claims that she was getting up with her friends but who am I to judge. Is there somebody else? Shit either she is just a busy person or she’s determined and knows what she wants. She can’t be in a relationship based on the facts of the things we be discussing in the text messaging and the time of hours she be hitting me up. I guess I can take that into consideration but I don’t want to wrong right this time.
I get a phone call out the blue at 10:36p on a Tuesday that Toya wants to get up. I dropped everything that I was doing and got ready. I picked her up at 11:54p. She said that she didn’t care what we do, she just want to have a good time. To me that statement seemed like something was bothering her. We went to the beach and walked the pier. She said that her ex-boyfriend yoked her up. My mouth just dropped (why would a male put their hands on a female?) We got into the conversation with how he end up putting his hands on her and she said words were exchange. As I am doing less talking and a lot of listening, I picked up that they have known each other since grade school. Just recently started getting serious, been together on and off for 4 years. She don’t live with him and to top it off he was her first. That last statement made it clear that she is going to have a force field up. I’m thinking to myself like “Yes, a challenge, who shall survive and who shall parish.” We go off that topic as quickly as I missed a turn! We continued out conversation from the party. I told her that I was leaving in 2 weeks to go to Maryland for a job. Giving her my resume that I needed a better challenge and New York wasn’t challenging enough, hoping that she will read between the lines. I dropped her off at her house round 1:11a. She gave me a hug and said that she had a good time. We have to get up again.
On Saturday (same week) we went to the movies. Everything was cool. Grabbed some candy and pop (soda) with some popcorn. The movie is good because it’s keeping my attention and Toya. She feels so comfortable that she takes her shoes off. I have a feet fetish so I have to check for my damn self. The thing that surprised me was that she was welling to show her feet and come up not come up with an excuse. There was not paint on the toes, just cut right and soft. She is leaning on me and feeding me popcorn, but she slipped when I put her fingers in my mouth. When I guided her thumb, into my mouth, and started sucking on it, I looked to the corner of my right eye and seen her get adjusted to her seat. Soon enough she wasn’t moving but breathing heavy cause of her chest. I asked was she ok and it seemed that she was in a daze based upon how fast she took her thumb back.
We have been talking for a minute but I never forgot about her ex. We are not fucking and I know that a woman has needs. I picked her up from her house and we went to get some ice cream. We were talking for a minute in the car and I had to squeeze in the question! “When was the last time you had sex?” She replied with 2 weeks ago. I couldn’t get mad at her but not on the fact that I was getting ass myself, but the fact that she was still fucking her ex boyfriend. So I have to really step my game up. Thinking about myself…yes, whatever it takes to get her with me! I expressed my feelings to her and she replied with I feel the same way. It’s just that she has a bond with her ex that she wants to break, just don’t know how. One side of her she wants to leave, the other is saying that she put so much into there relationship/friendship. I asked her honestly. Do you want to stay with him or not. So she said “No” I said ok, don’t worry no more.
Past vs Present
It was always said that “the little things will overlook the major things.” Isn’t that the truth! This person has a huge reputation who ever know her. And for the people who don’t…you going to feel me on this.
I met this girl that kept me smiling. She keeps me on my P’s and Q’s. She even got me my first job. She is one of many who helped me be the person who I am today. She has a two sided personality. She gives me the shivers when it’s her time of the month(s). But best believe, when she want to come out of her shell, she is viewed as one of the hottest people up north. A couple of celebrities have come up to make their appearance on her so she can stamp them. When people come to visit me (Whenever they do) I definitely make sure that they introduce themselves to her. One thing I can not stop doing is just going downtown. She has this magnificent site that I can not get my eyes off of it with that delicious food. It gets me full. At times I say to myself, “go hard and fuck it” I’m headed downtown, it’s something new that I haven’t seen or felt before. When I tell my boys I’m going there, they do not like the fact that I be speaking so openly about it. Shit, to me it’s life, and it’s an experience, but I usual don’t go down there often. Only she has something that I can’t wait no longer to have in my possession. I’m not going to front, she have her days! She leaves a good impression on me whenever I under estimate. At times whenever I go to see her, I tell myself “I am only going to see her this many times because I have an addiction on her
This person helped me through my education from grade school till the time it was time for me to leave her. She hated the fact that I left and always wanted me to come back every chance I had. But she knew that our time has come to an end and people were not the same. When I do come back to her, she changes up on me. She spazzed on me for my actions. She claims that I come back a new person every time, but the only thing I can say is “I just came back a little smarter than my last visit.” I told her that I will get her name tatted on my skin (which I never had a female tatted on my skin). My momma told me about her. She said that she has missed you since you left and things have not been the same. One thing I can not forgot were the words from my mom saying “Remember, nobody gets you into trouble, except yourself.” I had to tell my mom, the next time you run into her, to give me a call because I changed my number.
When she called, I had to let her know about our relationship status. She wanted to meet in person where we first met each other. We were at the park on the swings. I just came out and told her how I felt. “Things weren’t working out between us.” I told her, that I can’t stay with her any more. She said “So you are just going to throw away what we had jus like that?” “I am not throwing it away, just not focusing on it as serious as I usual do.” She jus started pouring on me and all that I can do I just keep my head up. She wanted to know what my reason for leaving her was. My responses were “Every time I come to you I hear your name in people mouths. You did this or you did that. Why do you think my family and friends have left? They are now in a better place and I am not talking about earth either. Things aren’t what they used to be. I don’t have a challenge anymore. I don’t feel the same way that I do when I did come home. I moved on and I believe you should do the same. It seemed like u had my future planned out and coming back to this place was definitely not in my agenda.” She asked does this person keeps you satisfied, I replied with “YES! She keeps me smiling and occupied while I feel like I can’t do anything.” She wanted to know will we run into each other. I said “yes, I will come back and visit you to keep checking on you. Bottom line, I have a new family, that needs my attention.” After that statement, I just went home and packed my clothes and my belongings. I kissed my mom and told her don’t wait up for me. I caught the first flight to Baltimore, MD. While I’m about to board my flight, I took one last look and said “Goodbye Rochester!”
I met this girl that kept me smiling. She keeps me on my P’s and Q’s. She even got me my first job. She is one of many who helped me be the person who I am today. She has a two sided personality. She gives me the shivers when it’s her time of the month(s). But best believe, when she want to come out of her shell, she is viewed as one of the hottest people up north. A couple of celebrities have come up to make their appearance on her so she can stamp them. When people come to visit me (Whenever they do) I definitely make sure that they introduce themselves to her. One thing I can not stop doing is just going downtown. She has this magnificent site that I can not get my eyes off of it with that delicious food. It gets me full. At times I say to myself, “go hard and fuck it” I’m headed downtown, it’s something new that I haven’t seen or felt before. When I tell my boys I’m going there, they do not like the fact that I be speaking so openly about it. Shit, to me it’s life, and it’s an experience, but I usual don’t go down there often. Only she has something that I can’t wait no longer to have in my possession. I’m not going to front, she have her days! She leaves a good impression on me whenever I under estimate. At times whenever I go to see her, I tell myself “I am only going to see her this many times because I have an addiction on her
This person helped me through my education from grade school till the time it was time for me to leave her. She hated the fact that I left and always wanted me to come back every chance I had. But she knew that our time has come to an end and people were not the same. When I do come back to her, she changes up on me. She spazzed on me for my actions. She claims that I come back a new person every time, but the only thing I can say is “I just came back a little smarter than my last visit.” I told her that I will get her name tatted on my skin (which I never had a female tatted on my skin). My momma told me about her. She said that she has missed you since you left and things have not been the same. One thing I can not forgot were the words from my mom saying “Remember, nobody gets you into trouble, except yourself.” I had to tell my mom, the next time you run into her, to give me a call because I changed my number.
When she called, I had to let her know about our relationship status. She wanted to meet in person where we first met each other. We were at the park on the swings. I just came out and told her how I felt. “Things weren’t working out between us.” I told her, that I can’t stay with her any more. She said “So you are just going to throw away what we had jus like that?” “I am not throwing it away, just not focusing on it as serious as I usual do.” She jus started pouring on me and all that I can do I just keep my head up. She wanted to know what my reason for leaving her was. My responses were “Every time I come to you I hear your name in people mouths. You did this or you did that. Why do you think my family and friends have left? They are now in a better place and I am not talking about earth either. Things aren’t what they used to be. I don’t have a challenge anymore. I don’t feel the same way that I do when I did come home. I moved on and I believe you should do the same. It seemed like u had my future planned out and coming back to this place was definitely not in my agenda.” She asked does this person keeps you satisfied, I replied with “YES! She keeps me smiling and occupied while I feel like I can’t do anything.” She wanted to know will we run into each other. I said “yes, I will come back and visit you to keep checking on you. Bottom line, I have a new family, that needs my attention.” After that statement, I just went home and packed my clothes and my belongings. I kissed my mom and told her don’t wait up for me. I caught the first flight to Baltimore, MD. While I’m about to board my flight, I took one last look and said “Goodbye Rochester!”
1st Day of Cancer (Valentines Massacre)
It's Valentine's Day. What this day means to me is that it belongs to the LADIES. We (men) go out to swipe our credit card for this, that, and the other, but long as it has it has a reward in the end of the day. I’m chilling at the crib flipping through channels. I see the video "Contagious" is showing (Mr. Biggs ft. R. Kelly and another female). This just reminded me of New Year's Day. Damn, if things could have been different that day. Phone rings and I get a call to come hoop with the boys later on tonight. I’m on that gig!
After hooping with the fellas for like 3 hrs, we all decided to head to Club Storm. I have to head back to the crib, take a good hour and half cleaning session to get my mind and clothes right! I figured I would pull out THE BOONDOCKS apparel (the new clothing!) Leaving out the house at midnight in jumping into my "06" Range Rover, I head to pick up Slim at his crib. When we arrived at Storm it was packed. We headed straight 2 bar for a couple of shots of GREY GOOSE. I’m tossing a couple back and we all know, when your drunk the truth comes out.
As we started laughing about stupid shit, the review of New Year's came up. My boy’s was telling their review of their night. So then I gave my review and there eyes were in shocked. I specifically mentioned about this dude who was rude by getting her attention. Fats described the dude to the T. I’m like “yea thats him”, then Slim ask me "Does she has a boyfriend?" and I said "Yes". So I finished my story about that night and told them that this dude came and pulled into the driveway and got a bat from his back seat. Fats said "Do you know why he went to get a bat? Most niggas wouldn't come home with a bat in their hand and busting through the door." I'm thinking that’s definitely correct. Slim goes back and ask me what did the boy say when he was trying to get her attention, I replied "I think he said come here now, you know better, calling her name mad times." CJ stated: I saw the dude saying that to her. I saw the both of ya'll leave together as well." Slim and CJ both said "when we were leaving I heard him talking reckless on the phone." Then Slim said "I over heard him say he just left with your girl". We put two and two together. THAT WAS OL' BOY HOME BOY!
After we figured that out, they asked what happened when I came in. I stated: "After I sat up with the sheets on me, I rushed to the nearest bathroom (which was located in the back) with my clothes in my hands. I over heard the dude say "Where is this motherfucker?" I’m feeling like R. Kelly “trapped in the closet.” She is explaining that he was not there but the boyfriend insisted because someone told him the description of my car and "he stated are you lying because his car is across the street." While I put on my clothes, he started searching the building. I was half-way out the window when he busted through the window. I ran to my car and while I’m running I get shot at. I didn't get hit or anything but I managed to get my car and hauled-ass.
That’s was my review of New Year's. I haven't heard or seen the woman since our event of New Year's. I hope she is doing fine and all that. But after it was all said and done, we are leaving the Club and headed to the car when the girl boyfriend shows up. I’m thinking this nigga is popping up at the wrong times. We talked about the scenario, words were said, he had like 3 dudes with him while I had my boys. We’re in the middle of the street arguing loud as fuck. To many words were said so I throw the first punch with a connection. We get in to tousling with each other, everybody is fighting somebody. We break and head for the cars, funny how his car is near mines. Girl boyfriend started busting shots at me, so I returned the favor. Everybody had a weapon (Slim had a TWO .45's, CJ had Chrome D.E., and Fats was holding shotgun, while I had the model 18 (automatic extended clip) and things started getting hectic. Bodies were dropping, CJ got popped in the chest, Fats got shot in the side. It was only one of them left though. The dude had to reload his weapon while Slim and I was plotting on how we going murder this nigga.
We corner him and while Slim is on his left side and I’m on the right, we get closer and he puts his hands up and dropped his gun. His back is facing Slim while he is talking shit to me about banging his girlfriend this, that, and the third. Then he said that I am not a real nigga. I don't hold my weight, etc. He stated out loud "CORRECT", what got me was trying to figure out who he was talking to. Then out of now where Slim stepped up in front of the dude and answered "Yup" My heart just dropped. I was definitely mugging the hell out of both of them. Slim passed his other .45 to the dude and now we are standing within 5 yards of each other. The story unfolds and I started to realize that Slim could have contacted me to warn me but he didn't. This disloyal, snake-ass, backstabbing, prick set me the fuck up. If Slim let that ride, then he also talked to the boy to inform him where I was tonight. Now it's two against one. I counted how many shots I had left in my mind. I had zero. Slim reloaded his piece right before we cornered him. LIGHT'S OUT.
After hooping with the fellas for like 3 hrs, we all decided to head to Club Storm. I have to head back to the crib, take a good hour and half cleaning session to get my mind and clothes right! I figured I would pull out THE BOONDOCKS apparel (the new clothing!) Leaving out the house at midnight in jumping into my "06" Range Rover, I head to pick up Slim at his crib. When we arrived at Storm it was packed. We headed straight 2 bar for a couple of shots of GREY GOOSE. I’m tossing a couple back and we all know, when your drunk the truth comes out.
As we started laughing about stupid shit, the review of New Year's came up. My boy’s was telling their review of their night. So then I gave my review and there eyes were in shocked. I specifically mentioned about this dude who was rude by getting her attention. Fats described the dude to the T. I’m like “yea thats him”, then Slim ask me "Does she has a boyfriend?" and I said "Yes". So I finished my story about that night and told them that this dude came and pulled into the driveway and got a bat from his back seat. Fats said "Do you know why he went to get a bat? Most niggas wouldn't come home with a bat in their hand and busting through the door." I'm thinking that’s definitely correct. Slim goes back and ask me what did the boy say when he was trying to get her attention, I replied "I think he said come here now, you know better, calling her name mad times." CJ stated: I saw the dude saying that to her. I saw the both of ya'll leave together as well." Slim and CJ both said "when we were leaving I heard him talking reckless on the phone." Then Slim said "I over heard him say he just left with your girl". We put two and two together. THAT WAS OL' BOY HOME BOY!
After we figured that out, they asked what happened when I came in. I stated: "After I sat up with the sheets on me, I rushed to the nearest bathroom (which was located in the back) with my clothes in my hands. I over heard the dude say "Where is this motherfucker?" I’m feeling like R. Kelly “trapped in the closet.” She is explaining that he was not there but the boyfriend insisted because someone told him the description of my car and "he stated are you lying because his car is across the street." While I put on my clothes, he started searching the building. I was half-way out the window when he busted through the window. I ran to my car and while I’m running I get shot at. I didn't get hit or anything but I managed to get my car and hauled-ass.
That’s was my review of New Year's. I haven't heard or seen the woman since our event of New Year's. I hope she is doing fine and all that. But after it was all said and done, we are leaving the Club and headed to the car when the girl boyfriend shows up. I’m thinking this nigga is popping up at the wrong times. We talked about the scenario, words were said, he had like 3 dudes with him while I had my boys. We’re in the middle of the street arguing loud as fuck. To many words were said so I throw the first punch with a connection. We get in to tousling with each other, everybody is fighting somebody. We break and head for the cars, funny how his car is near mines. Girl boyfriend started busting shots at me, so I returned the favor. Everybody had a weapon (Slim had a TWO .45's, CJ had Chrome D.E., and Fats was holding shotgun, while I had the model 18 (automatic extended clip) and things started getting hectic. Bodies were dropping, CJ got popped in the chest, Fats got shot in the side. It was only one of them left though. The dude had to reload his weapon while Slim and I was plotting on how we going murder this nigga.
We corner him and while Slim is on his left side and I’m on the right, we get closer and he puts his hands up and dropped his gun. His back is facing Slim while he is talking shit to me about banging his girlfriend this, that, and the third. Then he said that I am not a real nigga. I don't hold my weight, etc. He stated out loud "CORRECT", what got me was trying to figure out who he was talking to. Then out of now where Slim stepped up in front of the dude and answered "Yup" My heart just dropped. I was definitely mugging the hell out of both of them. Slim passed his other .45 to the dude and now we are standing within 5 yards of each other. The story unfolds and I started to realize that Slim could have contacted me to warn me but he didn't. This disloyal, snake-ass, backstabbing, prick set me the fuck up. If Slim let that ride, then he also talked to the boy to inform him where I was tonight. Now it's two against one. I counted how many shots I had left in my mind. I had zero. Slim reloaded his piece right before we cornered him. LIGHT'S OUT.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
1st Day of Cancer (Sequel)
After waking up from that anonymous nap, my mind was wondering like where in the hell did that dream come from? When I had enough energy to stand, I glanced at my hand, which was in my pants. I had nutted all on myself. With my mind in shock, I had to jump in the shower and the thought of “ did I really just cum from a fucking dream? Whoa!!!
I decided to forget about that dream and go on with my day. Went to work as usually and then decided to chill with the fellas later on. Beside, it was New Years Eve and why the fuck I was working…we will never know. When I chilled wit my fellas, it had me feeling like nothing could stress me out. My boy Slim had the "get right," Fats had the cigarillos, CJ had the bottles, and it was going down right after work. The main spot was the Bowl-A-Roll, it’s just what it sounds like...a bowling alley. This is where we always met to chill out and jus kick back. I got off work and we met in the parking lot outside.
When my fam and I stepped in the building, we had all eyes on us. I of course was looking like a display out of ROCAWEAR magazine. Chilling while playing the wall of the bowling alley, people would come up 2 us and we had to go get attention from the ladies, who sometimes seemed 2 be difficult by not acknowledging us, but its cool though. I know my game is tight on the lane so I decided 2 knock down a couple of pins 2 show people that I am not jus out here for looks.
A couple hours of bowling, the ball dropped and it was finally 07. People started celebrating, hugging each other and drinking liquor and shit. But I glanced over to the left and realize I was looking dead in the eyes with an old friend from middle school. She just wasn't just any ordinary chick; she was the one of the top 3 sexiest girls in the school back in the day. I was feeling like Usher when he wrote that song "Good Ol Ghetto". Standing 5'3, she had on the black timbs(constructs) of a size 5 it seemed wit the leather around the top, Deréon light blue fitted jeans wit no belt loops (jus fitted) and a Rocawear red, black, and white track jacket that showed her dimples in her lower back (that was brownie points for her). She was looking on point and on time. I haven't seen her cause her father was in the service and was moving from place to place. I went ova there to say what up to her and we started conversing. While in middle of catching up, some nigga was trying to get her attention (knowing that she didn't want to be bothered). I got irritated and ask the boy to chill out or wait until I was done chatting with her; he kindly agreed to back off (Clearly because who I was and his ass knew better). I asked her how long had she been in town. She looked me up and down and stated that she was at Spellman and that she had transferred this fall. She looked around and said it was getting too loud. She pointed to the door and invited me to accompany her to a quiet place. You know me, I most definitely agreed 2 here proposal. I holla’ed at the fellas and told them that I will get up wit them later.
We left the alley 2 go to her crib…what was going through my mind was jus looking at her sexy self while she keeps on blushing and asking me what am I looking at. When we arrived at her crib, we got in depth with each others lives, telling each other bout our personal and romantic life. She said she had a boyfriend for 2 years and they were staying wit each other some where in the suburbs. He was from Georgia but moved here because of his job. When I gave her the 21 questions, I started having thoughts about her answers towards my questions (thinking that we can do some of those things). If y'all don't know what the 21 questions are, ask somebody. Anyways, we continued to talk and it seemed that we covered all grounds regarding "catching up" with each other.
It's around 3 in da morning and I started heading to the door and leave. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and soon as I turn around to open the door, she grabbed my left arm to turn me around again and started kissing me. She slowing put in her tongue into my mouth. She then bite my lip and started to moan. I knew she had to be wet as shit. I was feeling like DAMN, this girl has always been on my radar since middle school. She started kissing my neck and guiding me to the nearest bedroom.
As she pushed in me to the bedroom, our clothes were in the process of removal and then I realized I didn't have any protection on me. I was thinking this isn't going to work so I told her knowing that I would probably have to take an L. She said "don't worry bout it. I got a couple round here and I’m on the patch". I smiled on the inside thinking about her having the condom in the house. She stopped kissing me for a second and got the condom for me and before I could get it on, she told me to hold on. I’m thinking not right now, I’m too damn close to be turned around, but she comes out and say I want 2 try something cause my boyfriend wont let me do it. I’m thinking this girl is really a freak before she tells me what she wants to do. She states that she wants to give me oral sex. I’m jus fucking blown by why in the hell would her boyfriend not want her sexy ass to be giving him oral sex. I guess I’m the "experiment boy," but I look at it in a good way cause I get 1st dibbs. LOL!
I told her sure why not and we finally made it to the bedroom. I asked her how she wanted it. Me, standing, sitting, what? She said sitting. She pointed to this nice ass chair in the corner. I went over there and sat down wondering if this really was going to be a good experience. She walked over slowly and got down on her knees right in front of the chair with her face looking down at where my dick was. She knew where it was. I was hard as shit. She was ready for it. She pulled it out in a hurry and started to go to work. She started to give me a bomb ass hand job at first but soon after, she put my man in her mouth. Her mouth felt so good. It was real tight just like I like it.
After a couple of minutes, she went a little fast and some stuff to it…spitting on my dick and deep throat it. This chick was definitely making my toes curl. You talking about a head job, I would have never known it was her 1st time. After 12 more minutes, it seemed like she had it down and kept going faster and faster. I had the intentions of pulling out when I busted, but she didn't want me to. She just kept sucking that shit. Nothing else to do, but let go and best believe, she did catch it. I told her I was cumin and she slurped all of my kids. Not one drop came out her mouth and she loved it.
If that was her first time going down on a dude, that was my first time nutting from oral sex. I had the thought of returning the favor but den out the blue, it jus came over me to jus do it. I pushed her back on the floor and I came down to the floor and put my face right in her pussy. I took no time taking off the Deréon fitted jeans with the black see through Vickie’s boy shorts. I went to work, making twirls or circles with my tongue for like 15-20 minutes, taking a breathe-err and pulling my head back to face her pussy. I had cum juice all over lips to my chin when I went to wipe it off but I jus let it stay there cause I wasn't done. I blew cold air slowly around her clit which she was moving back from. After my breathing technique, round 2 had to come and it did. Pushing her to her left side, I had her lift her right leg in the air so from far away it was a little like the letter "Y". Jus making my way from her left ankle up to her left calf, to the thickness of her thigh, to the nice trimmed hair on her pussy, to down her right thigh, towards her calf and ankle, all a big swipe of the tongue. Had her turn around so it would look like it doggy style from a distance. I started licking her back thigh till I got to the curve of her booty. Spreading the legs with my hands, I went under and made a J letter shape from you pussy to her lower back with my tongue. Her reaction was so spontaneous that her two hands that were on the floor collapsed and her right hand slipped forward which almost made her fall flat but she caught herself. I did it again but I did it even slower and made sure that I didn’t miss any cracks.
Next, I had her sitting in doggy style and I went under to eat her out. She end up sitting on me. Nut after nut from her mango scented pussy. I looked up and seen her hands trying to get in reach of something to brace herself on the wall from the organism dat she was having. With the moans and groans from her voice, she couldn’t breathe kause that's what she was telling me. Her knees are buckled but she seemed to have energy to stand up and control her self to call a time out. I have the intentions for not having a break until I get my last nut. So back to the actions. I had to man handle her and put her back in doggy style, but this time the condom was on and she was getting the dick work.
Moving from position to position, place to place, missionary in the bed, her riding me in the chair, frog style on the floor, and scissors had to be in the bed. Things lead to more and more sexual intentions. My cancer sign topped it off. We both couldn’t speak because the movement of our mouths seemed that we were doing one hell of a job. I did get my last nut before I finally took my break though. I was thinking in the back of my mind that verse that Cam'ron wrote to the song Suck it or Not "I want head before and after, top it off" and did I definitely get that. We laid in the bed butt ass naked wishing a HAPPY NEW YEAR to each other and reviewing what we jus did. I did not know that I would enter the New Year with her. We both fell asleep nice and quiet.
Out the blue I heard somebody pull in the driveway, I woke up the sexy lady and told her that somebody was on their way in the house. She replied with "that is probably my boyfriend!" I gave her the "What The Fuck" look. We are in the bed thinking what we are going to do. I look outside the window briefly and I see this nigga pulling a bat out of his four wheeler. I took the sheet and sit up. She jumps up not knowing what to do and it's too late. The door opens and…
I decided to forget about that dream and go on with my day. Went to work as usually and then decided to chill with the fellas later on. Beside, it was New Years Eve and why the fuck I was working…we will never know. When I chilled wit my fellas, it had me feeling like nothing could stress me out. My boy Slim had the "get right," Fats had the cigarillos, CJ had the bottles, and it was going down right after work. The main spot was the Bowl-A-Roll, it’s just what it sounds like...a bowling alley. This is where we always met to chill out and jus kick back. I got off work and we met in the parking lot outside.
When my fam and I stepped in the building, we had all eyes on us. I of course was looking like a display out of ROCAWEAR magazine. Chilling while playing the wall of the bowling alley, people would come up 2 us and we had to go get attention from the ladies, who sometimes seemed 2 be difficult by not acknowledging us, but its cool though. I know my game is tight on the lane so I decided 2 knock down a couple of pins 2 show people that I am not jus out here for looks.
A couple hours of bowling, the ball dropped and it was finally 07. People started celebrating, hugging each other and drinking liquor and shit. But I glanced over to the left and realize I was looking dead in the eyes with an old friend from middle school. She just wasn't just any ordinary chick; she was the one of the top 3 sexiest girls in the school back in the day. I was feeling like Usher when he wrote that song "Good Ol Ghetto". Standing 5'3, she had on the black timbs(constructs) of a size 5 it seemed wit the leather around the top, Deréon light blue fitted jeans wit no belt loops (jus fitted) and a Rocawear red, black, and white track jacket that showed her dimples in her lower back (that was brownie points for her). She was looking on point and on time. I haven't seen her cause her father was in the service and was moving from place to place. I went ova there to say what up to her and we started conversing. While in middle of catching up, some nigga was trying to get her attention (knowing that she didn't want to be bothered). I got irritated and ask the boy to chill out or wait until I was done chatting with her; he kindly agreed to back off (Clearly because who I was and his ass knew better). I asked her how long had she been in town. She looked me up and down and stated that she was at Spellman and that she had transferred this fall. She looked around and said it was getting too loud. She pointed to the door and invited me to accompany her to a quiet place. You know me, I most definitely agreed 2 here proposal. I holla’ed at the fellas and told them that I will get up wit them later.
We left the alley 2 go to her crib…what was going through my mind was jus looking at her sexy self while she keeps on blushing and asking me what am I looking at. When we arrived at her crib, we got in depth with each others lives, telling each other bout our personal and romantic life. She said she had a boyfriend for 2 years and they were staying wit each other some where in the suburbs. He was from Georgia but moved here because of his job. When I gave her the 21 questions, I started having thoughts about her answers towards my questions (thinking that we can do some of those things). If y'all don't know what the 21 questions are, ask somebody. Anyways, we continued to talk and it seemed that we covered all grounds regarding "catching up" with each other.
It's around 3 in da morning and I started heading to the door and leave. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and soon as I turn around to open the door, she grabbed my left arm to turn me around again and started kissing me. She slowing put in her tongue into my mouth. She then bite my lip and started to moan. I knew she had to be wet as shit. I was feeling like DAMN, this girl has always been on my radar since middle school. She started kissing my neck and guiding me to the nearest bedroom.
As she pushed in me to the bedroom, our clothes were in the process of removal and then I realized I didn't have any protection on me. I was thinking this isn't going to work so I told her knowing that I would probably have to take an L. She said "don't worry bout it. I got a couple round here and I’m on the patch". I smiled on the inside thinking about her having the condom in the house. She stopped kissing me for a second and got the condom for me and before I could get it on, she told me to hold on. I’m thinking not right now, I’m too damn close to be turned around, but she comes out and say I want 2 try something cause my boyfriend wont let me do it. I’m thinking this girl is really a freak before she tells me what she wants to do. She states that she wants to give me oral sex. I’m jus fucking blown by why in the hell would her boyfriend not want her sexy ass to be giving him oral sex. I guess I’m the "experiment boy," but I look at it in a good way cause I get 1st dibbs. LOL!
I told her sure why not and we finally made it to the bedroom. I asked her how she wanted it. Me, standing, sitting, what? She said sitting. She pointed to this nice ass chair in the corner. I went over there and sat down wondering if this really was going to be a good experience. She walked over slowly and got down on her knees right in front of the chair with her face looking down at where my dick was. She knew where it was. I was hard as shit. She was ready for it. She pulled it out in a hurry and started to go to work. She started to give me a bomb ass hand job at first but soon after, she put my man in her mouth. Her mouth felt so good. It was real tight just like I like it.
After a couple of minutes, she went a little fast and some stuff to it…spitting on my dick and deep throat it. This chick was definitely making my toes curl. You talking about a head job, I would have never known it was her 1st time. After 12 more minutes, it seemed like she had it down and kept going faster and faster. I had the intentions of pulling out when I busted, but she didn't want me to. She just kept sucking that shit. Nothing else to do, but let go and best believe, she did catch it. I told her I was cumin and she slurped all of my kids. Not one drop came out her mouth and she loved it.
If that was her first time going down on a dude, that was my first time nutting from oral sex. I had the thought of returning the favor but den out the blue, it jus came over me to jus do it. I pushed her back on the floor and I came down to the floor and put my face right in her pussy. I took no time taking off the Deréon fitted jeans with the black see through Vickie’s boy shorts. I went to work, making twirls or circles with my tongue for like 15-20 minutes, taking a breathe-err and pulling my head back to face her pussy. I had cum juice all over lips to my chin when I went to wipe it off but I jus let it stay there cause I wasn't done. I blew cold air slowly around her clit which she was moving back from. After my breathing technique, round 2 had to come and it did. Pushing her to her left side, I had her lift her right leg in the air so from far away it was a little like the letter "Y". Jus making my way from her left ankle up to her left calf, to the thickness of her thigh, to the nice trimmed hair on her pussy, to down her right thigh, towards her calf and ankle, all a big swipe of the tongue. Had her turn around so it would look like it doggy style from a distance. I started licking her back thigh till I got to the curve of her booty. Spreading the legs with my hands, I went under and made a J letter shape from you pussy to her lower back with my tongue. Her reaction was so spontaneous that her two hands that were on the floor collapsed and her right hand slipped forward which almost made her fall flat but she caught herself. I did it again but I did it even slower and made sure that I didn’t miss any cracks.
Next, I had her sitting in doggy style and I went under to eat her out. She end up sitting on me. Nut after nut from her mango scented pussy. I looked up and seen her hands trying to get in reach of something to brace herself on the wall from the organism dat she was having. With the moans and groans from her voice, she couldn’t breathe kause that's what she was telling me. Her knees are buckled but she seemed to have energy to stand up and control her self to call a time out. I have the intentions for not having a break until I get my last nut. So back to the actions. I had to man handle her and put her back in doggy style, but this time the condom was on and she was getting the dick work.
Moving from position to position, place to place, missionary in the bed, her riding me in the chair, frog style on the floor, and scissors had to be in the bed. Things lead to more and more sexual intentions. My cancer sign topped it off. We both couldn’t speak because the movement of our mouths seemed that we were doing one hell of a job. I did get my last nut before I finally took my break though. I was thinking in the back of my mind that verse that Cam'ron wrote to the song Suck it or Not "I want head before and after, top it off" and did I definitely get that. We laid in the bed butt ass naked wishing a HAPPY NEW YEAR to each other and reviewing what we jus did. I did not know that I would enter the New Year with her. We both fell asleep nice and quiet.
Out the blue I heard somebody pull in the driveway, I woke up the sexy lady and told her that somebody was on their way in the house. She replied with "that is probably my boyfriend!" I gave her the "What The Fuck" look. We are in the bed thinking what we are going to do. I look outside the window briefly and I see this nigga pulling a bat out of his four wheeler. I took the sheet and sit up. She jumps up not knowing what to do and it's too late. The door opens and…
1st Day of Cancer
As I lay down in my bed 2 go to sleep to end a long Wednesday from making love with this beautiful woman; I decided to take a quick nap knowing that round 2 would come on the next day. The following day, I pick her up from her house, knowing that I am bound to get some ass but I wasn’t anxious as much to make love than to please her. Her outfit stunned me by her fish net top and a tight jean skirt and very fancy ankle heels with the toes out. When she came out of her house, I told her that the yesterday I was her command all night the next day (she said she would use it to her advantage).
After crashing at my pad, I am looking into her eyes trying to figure out what is on her mind, my lips open to say what was on my mind and she respond by saying you inside of me. With the movie playing (not paying attention), I started at her ankle knowing that will definitely set the mood, I unlaced her heels having my eyes and mind on her left foot. She laid back on my couch and with my right hand moving up her skirt, she was enjoying the scenario. She stated “you should move up to my calf.” I had a bowl of ice by the side of the couch and used my left hand to grab the ice. With my left hand on the cube, I placed it on her upper thigh when she realized that something was cold on her leg. When I put both of my hands up her skirt, I pulled her black booty boxers down to the middle of her thighs and I got the booty boxers off of her by using my teeth. With her legs spread apart (skirt still on), I used another ice cube. This time I placed it on her upper thigh. With the water running down her thigh, I stuck out my long reddish tongue and licked it up to the position that I was headed towards…her clit. I stopped 3 inches before the lips of clit and she wanted to know what I was doing? It seemed that she wanted me to continue and head to the jewels. I wanted her to feel that I got the best of her.
When she sat up, I wanted to look at me and I used my right and left index finger to separate her lips (the smell was gorgeous) I again stuck my tongue out and placed it in her thin shaved, brown pussy. The inside of her was wet, moist, and taste so good that I realize to myself that I can get at least five nuts off of her with 10mins (She never knew I would do it again after yesterday). She mashed my head in her more and more using both of palms stating (Oh daddy, right there, uhh). After six minutes making circles inside of her (messing with her center bell) I pulled out. She being out of breath, I slipped in an ice cube and I decide to go egg hunting. All I heard was I am cold, it’s cold. She started to move around and I had to maneuver with her. She turned on her side and had her left leg in a 60 degree angle in the air. I moved from the front to the back of her clit. Out the blue my ears was focused on the television which was playing R&B jams. The song “How Many Licks” came on. I asked her that same question of the song and she replied stating ohh, uhh I lost count. I knew she was cumming because different movement occurred. She didn’t have to tell me that she nutted because the taste of her cum was slippery and had a non/neutral taste to it. When she told me that she could not take any more, I slipped my big black dick inside of her. After making her moan and scream, I heard that I cannot feel my legs, she caught an orgasm. We cuddled for an hour and then I dropped her off at her house. I walked her inside making sure that she was secured. When I returned to my car, I slammed the door and the sound echoed to my ear which when I woke up from that dream realizing that it was the next day which feel on the 1st day of Cancer. What a way to bring in the 1st day of Cancer huh? What a dream.
After crashing at my pad, I am looking into her eyes trying to figure out what is on her mind, my lips open to say what was on my mind and she respond by saying you inside of me. With the movie playing (not paying attention), I started at her ankle knowing that will definitely set the mood, I unlaced her heels having my eyes and mind on her left foot. She laid back on my couch and with my right hand moving up her skirt, she was enjoying the scenario. She stated “you should move up to my calf.” I had a bowl of ice by the side of the couch and used my left hand to grab the ice. With my left hand on the cube, I placed it on her upper thigh when she realized that something was cold on her leg. When I put both of my hands up her skirt, I pulled her black booty boxers down to the middle of her thighs and I got the booty boxers off of her by using my teeth. With her legs spread apart (skirt still on), I used another ice cube. This time I placed it on her upper thigh. With the water running down her thigh, I stuck out my long reddish tongue and licked it up to the position that I was headed towards…her clit. I stopped 3 inches before the lips of clit and she wanted to know what I was doing? It seemed that she wanted me to continue and head to the jewels. I wanted her to feel that I got the best of her.
When she sat up, I wanted to look at me and I used my right and left index finger to separate her lips (the smell was gorgeous) I again stuck my tongue out and placed it in her thin shaved, brown pussy. The inside of her was wet, moist, and taste so good that I realize to myself that I can get at least five nuts off of her with 10mins (She never knew I would do it again after yesterday). She mashed my head in her more and more using both of palms stating (Oh daddy, right there, uhh). After six minutes making circles inside of her (messing with her center bell) I pulled out. She being out of breath, I slipped in an ice cube and I decide to go egg hunting. All I heard was I am cold, it’s cold. She started to move around and I had to maneuver with her. She turned on her side and had her left leg in a 60 degree angle in the air. I moved from the front to the back of her clit. Out the blue my ears was focused on the television which was playing R&B jams. The song “How Many Licks” came on. I asked her that same question of the song and she replied stating ohh, uhh I lost count. I knew she was cumming because different movement occurred. She didn’t have to tell me that she nutted because the taste of her cum was slippery and had a non/neutral taste to it. When she told me that she could not take any more, I slipped my big black dick inside of her. After making her moan and scream, I heard that I cannot feel my legs, she caught an orgasm. We cuddled for an hour and then I dropped her off at her house. I walked her inside making sure that she was secured. When I returned to my car, I slammed the door and the sound echoed to my ear which when I woke up from that dream realizing that it was the next day which feel on the 1st day of Cancer. What a way to bring in the 1st day of Cancer huh? What a dream.
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