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SATIVA.
why you make it so complicated?

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DEARRA MARIE TAYLORMEMPHIS

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DEARRA MARIE TAYLOR
MEMPHIS.


I groaned as "while we're young" played in the background softly as tyrece pushed himself inside me again, only to release himself in the condom he had. I opened my eyes to see him on top of me, leaning down for a kiss as it had seemed while grunting my name out.

I hummed and turned my head to the side and mushed his head, bobbing it back up.

"You know I don't kiss- never during intercourse anyways", I said , jerking my head back as he slipped out of me with a groan, once again.

"why though? I swear I've fucked you too many times for me to not earn a kiss" he replied, taking off his condom.

"I told you what it was before when you first fucked me" I replied sitting up and rolling out of bed, grabbing his clothing off the floor and shoving them to his chest lightly.

He stared at me in disbelief mumbling under his breath. I ignored him and walked straight to my bathroom, running the shower water.

"ya' know where the to-go cups are tyrece , walk yourself out" I yelled stepping into the shower. I didnt hear shuffling, but it was confirmed he left as the sound of my door being shut closed rang through my apartment.

I payed attention to it though— as I usually don't. I hated when they acted as if it wasnt a fuck n' go. It made me sick really, and I hated how they would try to press the fuck n' go as a connection between one another after getting a feel of the cat— knowing damn well that wasnt the case. Never the less though, I continued to listen to my music and wash up, doing my daily routine.

I walked into my closet, deciding what to wear. My bestfriend; kaylee, decided to take me out today. I begged her all last night to tell me where, just to know what to wear for the occasion.

All in all, I decided to wear a burnt orange-cargo textured dress with a cute runched moment on each sides of it. It had pockets on the side of it and a corset-like top part to it, pairing it with dusty orange snakeskin heels.

I quickly put a bit of moisture on my hair and rapped it as I did my makeup, pairing it with my glasses from my company lorvae, a few of my rings and bracelets and a nice medium sized pair of earrings with a bleak gold chain. I cleaned my lashes as my phone rung loudly, stopping my music.

I answered the phone. Kay's face popped up, done up and pretty.

"Ya' ass better be ready ms.Taylor when I knock on this door" she said walking into what looked like my apartment complex.

I scoffed.

"don't rush beauty hun" I rolled my neck, as she replied with a giggle. "Whatever bitch, I'll be there in a minute" she said as the phone hung up and my music began to play again.

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