TWO WEEKS LATER: MID JULY 2014
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I ended up staying at my sister's for damn near three weeks.
It was well-needed too.
Not only did I get comforted and supported when I thought I would lose my mind, but it made me and my sister grow closer in the process.
We bonded and smoked when the kids were sleeping. Talked about life, growing up. I shared with her my experience in prison, something I never really talked about with anybody. We cried, laughed, took shots, and reassured each other that if we didn't have anybody else, we had each other.
She has been with me the longest, and I'll do anything about that one. Anything.
It kind of reminded me of the times back when the twins were a year old, and we would be in the house while Mama was at work, playing with the twins, me making them listen to rap music while she cussed me out, telling me if her son ends up doing that "hoodrat shit" she was gonna hunt me down.
The two of us were in the mall. The kids went to this summer thing at the Boyz N Girlz club, so we were free of them at the moment.
I planned on going home tomorrow, and Shamia said she would keep Madison and Malikai for one more day, so me and Tre could you know...
Fuck in every room of the house.
She didn't say that, she actually said, "I'll keep the girls, so you n Tre can have some alone time," but all that ran through my head was how I wanted him to fuck me on the kitchen counter, or suck his dick on my balcony, and give the neighbors a show.
Have I mentioned how fucking horny I am?
We haven't had sex in almost three weeks...
This is torture.
I swear Imma let him do whatever the fuck he wanna.
I miss crying from him fucking me...
Anyway,
My sister and I were shopping for the kids. School starts in a month and a half. I had to make sure my Ladybug shit on her whole class.
I got her some clothes from Justice and some Jordans, and Tony said he would be her new braider. I didn't even know he knew how to do hair too.
Now, we were currently going into Dillards. I want to get Tre something.
He's been so supportive, and just there for me, and I want to show my appreciation.
Every now and again, Tre would flash me stuff he wanted on his phone. I would hurry and type it in my notes, so I wouldn't forget, and when I wanted to gift him something, I already knew what he wanted.
I checked my phone, seeing how he wanted some new Polo and Tommy shirts. He also wanted some Nike shoes, saying he wants to dress more casually outside of work, but I'm gonna go to Footlocker later for that.
"Oh my God!" I hear a lady scream. My sister and I peeked our heads up, my eyes widening in confusion when I saw this fine-ass chocolate girl running up to me.
