Partly Cloudy, Damn Near Shady

Chapter 2 - Focus

BERMP BERMP BERMP BERMP…. The alarm clock blared in my ear. I woke up feeling refreshed and a little excited. It’s our second week of school and today is the day Tyson is coming over to work on our project. I put my iPod on the dock on the bathroom counter and hopped in the shower.

“It's Friday and I'm ready to sing pick up my girls and hit the party scene tonight oh oh it’s all right umm. So get up and let this funky mellow groove get you in the mood cause you know it’s all right…” 

I sang as Aaliyah blasted through the speakers. Soon as the steam hit me I can feel the tension being released from my body. I lathered up my loofa and began to wash myself down. After a while I started to feel so relaxed, then I felt a shift. It was as if I wasn't in the same place. The music changed, the lighting dimmed and the atmosphere became romantic. Suddenly I feel lips on my neck and strong hands caressing my waist. I turned around and before I can get a good look at my caressers’ face our lips became the best of friends and our tongues danced in unison. His body felt so good pressed against mines. Skin silky smooth. Lips soft to the touch. He begins to trail kisses down to my 9 inches. My head rolls back as I feel the warmth of his mouth engulfing my being and I moan his name “Tyson”. I feel my body tense up and begin to shiver. Just then I feel the cold water hit me and I’m brought back to reality. As I looked down I see that I busted a mean nut.

I can’t believe I just had a sex day dream about this nigga. My phone sounded off to let me know that I only had 20 minutes left to get my ass to class. I jumped out the shower dried off and put on my favorite boxer briefs. I threw on a black fitted v-neck, my black skinnies and some tims with a black and white snapback. “Damn I look good” I say out loud while looking in the mirror. I grabbed my keys and out the door I went.

Communications class today was a serious blur. I couldn't focus my mind on paying attention. It was set on having Tyson over my house tonight. That’s all I can think about at the moment. After class Cocoa and I decided to hit up the cafe for some grub. We enter the cafe and take a look at the menu. We’ve been standing here for 10 minutes looking at this shit.

Me: I don’t see nothing I want here. What about you?

JC: To be honest I'm feeling for some McDonalds.

Me: Shit, now you speaking my language… lets go!

As soon as we exit the cafe I see Dior over in the courtyard trying to push up on some dude. I nudge Cocoa and give her our famous ‘look at this shit’ look. She looks around me and sees what I’m talking about and just shakes her head……….

JC: I don’t know why she’s so thirsty for attention. People like that need serious help.

Me:  (rolling his eyes) Tell me about it.

We finally reach the parking lot and make our way to her brand spanking new all white 2014 Honda Civic. During the drive we can’t help but to jam and rap along to some Nicki on the stereo.“I get it cracking like a bad back. Bitch talking she the queen, when she looking like a lab rat. I’m Angelina, you Jennifer. Come on bitch, you see where Brad at. Ice my wrists and I piss on bitches. You can suck my diznick if you take this jizzes. You don't like them disses, give my ass some kisses. Yeah they know what this is, giving this the business…….” We were getting it in on them bars lol.