DEUCE LOOKS OVER AT Eschewal with a smile. "Yes, blood, she's gonna text me where to meet her. What is this ting a jezz?"
Eschewal lies; he shrugs and answers, "I don't know, blood. All I know is she loves sex, but loving sex is different from having sex with many men on the same day."
"What, she loves sex? Does she suck hood and that, yeah?"
Eschewal nods and lies again. "Yeah, course, that's standard." He circles his head up and down. "And she can suck it good too," he adds more hype, "Oh shit, she can suck a hood, bruv. She'll make your eyes pop out your head, star."
Deuce becomes light-headed. He feels his body overheating as if standing next to ten firesides. His eyes widen, and a grin spreads across his face revealing a mouth full of teeth. He lives for the build-up before the date. Eschewal knows this and knows Deuce will now leave his house happy and content with the date.
Deuce claps his hands. "Alright, bruv, I'm gonna blow, I'm gonna link up this ting." He extends his fist and hits Eschewal's fist, saying, "You're still fuckrie, though. Don't get it twisted, but it's all good, you see me?"
Eschewal responds with a smile and a jerk of the head, then says, "Just make sure you wrap it up before you slap it up."
"Alright, gee, little more from now." Deuce leaves.
Eschewal slaps on some more sweet scent and then hits the streets for his second date with Reasha.
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Will Love Ever Come?
RomanceHe was searching for the one who would capture his heart. As he sifted through a sea of potential love interests, his gaze locked with hers and he knew she was meant for him. He pursued her with all his might, hoping to win her heart and find the...
