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BEDFORD HILLS CORRECTIONAL FACILITY
West Chester County, New-York


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His lips were soft.
Supple.
Warm.
Inviting.

His grip around her neck tightened, as his tongue creeped through, with her eagerly allowing him entry.

She hadn't tongue kissed before and it started off quite awkwardly.

"Aight...aight...slow down a lil bit," Heru said with a small chuckle, once releasing her lips, as well as his grip on her neck.

"Oh...sorry," she replied bashfully, as Heru continued to look at her.

"It's cool. Just relax a lil bit. I ain't gone do shit you don't want me to."

She simply nodded, as his long fingers now gently cupped her chin. His eyes slowly went back down to her lips.

The slight gloss that tainted them were now gone and her heart was thudding way past what was normal.

"I can feel that shit."

"What?"

"Ya heart..." Heru smiled faintly, before he began to stroke the right side of her cheek.

The two were at Heru's apartment, laid in his bed, facing one another.

Irie on the right and Heru on the left.

"It's...I'm just a lil nervous," she said slowly.

"I know...you ain't never did shit before."

She smacked her lips.

"Fuck up."

She flicked his bottom lip carefully, as he snorted.

"You so beautiful Irie. Sometimes I still can't believe you really mine," Heru admitted.

He had that faraway look in his eyes and Irie felt weird.

"We been together a year...you really mean that?" She wanted to hide the desperation in her tone for the need to really know.

Heru was so great with his mouth piece. He bore the true gift of gab, but some things really made her wonder if he truly meant it.

"Yes. I ain't never felt no shit like this before. Ever. Wit no bitch."

Irie smiled sheepishly.

"The shit we talk about. The shit we do...the shit we laugh at. The way we view the world...not too many of us exist out here like dat....at least not in New-York. And as sexy as you are, as beautiful as you are, ya mind is even more breathtaking. I'm in love with the way you think."

"I love the way you think too. You've taught me a lot. Opened my eyes to things," Irie admitted.

Heru smiled warmly.

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