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Serenity is not freedom from the storm,
but peace amid the storm.

Serenity is not freedom from the storm, but peace amid the storm

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Kian Saylore Jones / Peanut
1:36 P.M
Miami, Florida

Solana and I have grown closer over time.

I accepted her nicknames for me because she wasn't going to stop calling me them.

"Bubbbyyy" She said walking into the room.

"Yes mama?" I asked.

She tapped her lips and I gave her a kiss.

"I like you so much more when you're obedient" She smirked.

Sariyah and Solana had a slightly different tone of voice.

Solana was more soft spoken whereas Sariyah had a slightly deeper voice.

Sariyah was who I was more afraid of, but I wouldn't tell them that.

I try not to make Solana mad because I know then that Sariyah will come after me.

Now most studs are against studxstud but I don't mind it.

Especially when the other stud is submissive.

I mean we all girls so I don't care for real.

"Obedient? I don't listen to yo ass" I laughed.

"Really? Cause I bet you if I told you not to talk to anymore bitches you'd listen" She replied.

I sat there silently knowing she was right.

Part of me wanted to test the water though.

"Oh okay" She rolled her eyes.

"How much are you willing to bet?" I asked.

"Your pinky toe" She smiled.

"No no I mean like money" I said moving away from her slightly.

"My answer still stands. I could probably make at least 5,000 from that one toe alone on the dark web" She shrugged.

I stared at her.

"All of a sudden I don't want to bet anymore" I frowned.

"Aww why not baby?" She smirked.

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