Beauty and the beast

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                            inglockwetrust

Wassup ma, shirts medium, pants medium, jeans 28x36 or 28x34, shoes 13 or 46.
                                               Hey I got you. I'll let you
                                               know when I got it.
Bet.

       "This skinny ass nigga is not no damn medium." I rolled my eyes and exited Instagram. "Bitch who?" Jade asked as she did nails. "Chy one of KD friends I'm supposed to be doing a order for. That nigga was supposed to text me his sizes last week!" I said as I picked up some lamb chops and put them in my shopping cart. I'm supposed to be cooking for me and Tig tonight. I'm staying at his house and he sent me to the store to get some groceries.

       Of course the girls don't know shit about it and imma just keep it that way! They don't give a damn because me and him haven't argued our fought since last week. If I told them I was fucking him AND about to throw down for him they would say I'm rewarding him for doing some shit he supposed to do but that's not the case at all. "Girl you know niggas is unprofessional." Myesha rolled her eyes in the camera.

       "And he would send some damn sizes when I'm literally doing hair everyday this week except for Sunday!" I said as I continued picking stuff up. "So why you won't just go on Sunday then?" Jade paused and looked at me. "Girl you know I don't steal on Sundays! I don't play that shit." Once when I was in high school I went to the mall stealing as usual and I got caught.

       It was on a Sunday! That was my first time getting caught. After that day every Sunday I take a break and I try to make it to church. I blast my gospel music and I repent, asking the lord to forgive me for my ways and the way that I'm living. If my sorry ass egg donor and shitty ass grandma (my dad mom) didn't teach me anything else they taught me how to pray and how to be close to god.

       "Jay you know our bitch is scarred for life! She don't play about her Sundays." Mimi laughed. "Fuck y'all hoes." I laughed with them. We talked for about five more minutes while I continued to shop. I went to self checkout and started ringing up the stuff. I usually steal at self checkouts but because Tig was paying, I scanned every last item!

       As I was walking through the parking lot, my phone started ringing. I pulled it out my purse and answered it without looking. "Wassup bae, I wanna see you." It was Marcus, a nigga who I started talking to a couple months ago. "Mhm well where you been? I been tryna get up with you." I smiled as I put the bags in the car. One thing I liked about him is if he don't do shit else he gone give some fye ass head and he gone spend that shit! He know I got a boyfriend and I'm not gone fuck him but he still fuck with me.

        "I was up the road but I'm home now. Come let me trick on you." "Well I do hair all day this week except for Sunday. So you can blow yo money on me then." I said as I got in the car. "Damnnn I gotta wait all the way till Sunday to see you?" "Boy it's only Tuesday, stop it!" I giggled. "Go shopping with yo bm." I said being messy. "Man." He sucked his teeth. He got his situation going on with his baby momma and I got my situation with Tig but neither one of us really care. As long as I'm getting fire head and money I'm straight!

        I never sucked his dick or fucked him so I really don't know what pleasure he's getting outta this but I'm not complaining. I talked to him all the way until I got to Tig's house. "Alright boo I just got to my clients house, imma talk to you later." I lied. "Fasho baby." And he hung up. I grabbed a few bags and walked in the house. When I walked in Tig and his friends was sitting in the living room smoking, playing the game.

       "Wassup baby." Tig got up and hugged and kissed me. "Hey bae." I hugged him back and put the stuff down in the kitchen. I walked back out to go get more stuff out the car. "Oh I guess I'll get all the fucking bags out the car." I snapped as I walked out the door and slammed it. A few seconds later the door opened and all them came and got the bags. I walked back in the house and went to Tig's room. I slammed the door, took my shoes off and got in the bed.