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My eyes open as I laid on my side facing the empty side of my bed..
I furrow my eyebrows— did he leave me? I quickly sit up. where is Harlem? No no no he left! Oh my god why am I getting so emotional? It was just a casual fuck!
I sighed as I look over at the side I saw him roll over and sleep on last night..
Soon getting up from my bed instantly yelping out of pain as my legs shook unbearably uncontrollably.
My lower back was in pain along with my ass.. my legs were sore— probably due to me lifting them up for long a period of time.
I groan as I use my dresser to get up now digging in it to grab some clothes since I was naked as a shaved cat.
Pulling out sweats and my Calvin Klein boxers along with a black wife-beater, We don't beat on our wives over here though.. maybe our husbands— I chuckled at my thoughts.. I'm too goofy.
I soon limp over to my bathroom now closing the door behind me and locking it out of habit as I turn on the shower, turning the knob so it was in between cold and hot— warm.
I soon hopped in the shower and washed myself trying to ignore the pains and push the thought of Harlem deep in my big ass head.. Far away from what my thoughts were now, which was obviously Harlem..
I groan to myself—
Okay..
I've been in the shower too long lemme get out before I get wrinkles like them old white people.
Turning the shower off as I hummed to myself still ignoring the pain on my back side of my body and the fact that my legs are threatening to give out at any moment.. I dry off soon pulling on my boxers and then sweats.. looking at myself in the mirror.. I had purple marks all over my neck, and even chest.
