(Prequel)A Grown Woman and You Don't Mix

All Kids on Deck

That is Queenie ^^^
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Yn's Pov

Me:Are you serious?

Angela: Please, just watch the kids until they go to sleep.

Roc: We really need this night,(your nickname)

I sigh, and nod."Fine." I say, finally being defeated. They hadn't been out of the house for a date, in like 4 months. Angela, and Roc were already dressed, so as soon as I said that, they were out! They dead ass scattered like roaches.Ya'Majesty, and Queenie began crying, as they saw their parents leave.
I put on that old show,Rocket Power (A real show I loved, growing up). They love that show. As soon as I put that show on, the crying stops.
I walk over to the play pin, that all four babies were in.I pick them up, one by one, out of the pin.And they walk to the couch.

Royalty: Mama,Rocket Power!

Ya'Majesty: I love this show!

Queenie: Me too!

King gets off of the couch, and walk towards me.I pick him up, and he whispers in my ear:

King: Where's Mommy, and Daddy going?

Me: Work

King: No they not. *Sticks his tongue at me*

I begin to laugh, and put him on the couch.

Me: Who's hungry?

All their heads look in my direction, as I'm going towards the kitchen. And they all start screaming, "MEEEE!!"
Lord have mercy!
I make them all a turkey sandwich, with juice box. I set it down on their laps, and begin watching Rocket Power, with them.

Ring,Ring,Ring!

My cell phone begins to ring. And it's my boss.'C'mon it's my day off!' I thought, as I pick it up.

Boss: Yn,I need you to write an article on the type of men, women want. I need it emailed to me by tonight.

Me: Yes,Mam

Boss: Thank you

~Hangs up~

Royalty: Who was that,Mama?

Me: Just work.

I walk to my computer, which is also in the living room. And I just begin to type.

What a Woman Want from a Man

That's a question that even the Native Americans probably thought of. That's how old it is.
What a Woman Want from a Man, is exactly it, a MAN. Men show their love in more than one way one. They tell you, which any boy can do, but they also show it.
They buy you things.Now, I'm not saying be a gold digger, but hey, he should be paying something for you.
They protect you. Trust me, no boy will ever protect you like a Man would. Secure their strong arms around you, keeping danger away from even looking at you.
A man has a job. My motto is a Man who don't work, don't eat. No boy has a legit job. Mostly they live in their mama's house, playing video games, and smoking, just to look cool.
And for my favorite part,a MAN makes love to you. Yes! Make love.Passion,Romantic,Long. Not a fuck, short,hard,and lust. Why have that, for one night, from a boy, pretending to be a man. Than, go home from work, every night, and make love.Sweet, Bad scratching Love.
Well, that's certainly what I want in a Man.No boys allowed.
-Yn Ln
Writer for Lust Magazine

I copy, and paste that to an email to my boss. I click send, and just wait.

From:Lust Magazine@gmail.com

Thanks once more. I love the article!

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One thing, I really loved about my job, is of course it's writing on love. But also my boss is so nice. She's not really a pain in the ass.

When I was done,I look at the clock, to see it's 8:25 pm. It dead ass took me about an hour to type that. I like to keep the sexy in my articles...So it takes a while.
I look on the couch, and see the kids, all sleep.I smile. I pick up the girls, and put them in their room, upstairs.Then come back for the boys, and do the same. I turn on the baby monitors, and go to my room. And fall asleep.

But that didn't happen for long. Roc, and Angela's room are right next to mines.So I pretty much know what's happening. All I could do is pray, 'Please, don't have another baby.I would have to babysit way to many kids.'

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I feel like I should make a magazine, called Lust Magazine, now. That would be cool! Right?