JUST CREEPIN'

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JUST CREEPIN'

AJOURIE WRIGHT
NOVEMBER 5th;  SUNDAY

KAMARION HELD HIS phone in one hand, and used the other to lift the girls boob up just right in order to take a picture of his tattooed name on her body.

When the both of them got their tattoos, they agreed to get them in discrete spots where only they would know about.

Bam decided on the back of his neck where his dreads covered them easily, and jourie decided on the underside of her breast where clothes, a bra, and a bathing suit could cover.

The only time it was really visible was when she was naked, or if she was purposefully trying to show it in some way which was rare.

Gensis used to hate she had another man tatted on her body, but he never knew it was bam because she had his government name tattooed.

"Hurry up and take the picture." She rolled her eyes, and he fixed the flash before taking the picture.

"You so aggravating, I know you already got a picture of my tatt somewhere in that phon,  so what's the point of another one." She pulled her hoodie back down.

"I got one of the fresh ink, now I need a almost two years later update. Specially since you ain't cover it." He explained his reasoning.

Running her tongue over her lips. "Bae, I need you to do something for me." She muttered softly looking at him, and a grin instantly grew on his face.

"You just called me bae." He stated causing her to smile softly at the excitement in his tone. She absolutely loved his energy.

"I know, it slipped bookie." She used her palm to caress the side of his face softly. "Are you listening to me?" She continued, trailing her hand to his ear.

He always complained about her playing with his ear, but he ignored it for now. "Yeah ma, wassup." He responded.

They were currently laid up in his room at his apartment that he shared with his little sister and cousin.

They could've been at jouries house, but she just didn't feel as if it was done being decorated to her liking so she rarely had company just yet.

Plus, she liked bams high rise. It was much nicer than her apartment. "I need you to go in the kitchen," she started receiving a nod from him. "Get the ham out the fridge, then get the pickles. Get a pickle and roll-wrap it in the ham." She instructed step by step.

His face grew more disgusted the more she went on. "You fucking nasty, wassup wit you and all these weird combinations." He lifted his head from off of her belly.

"I can just taste it in my mouth. It sound so good right now, please please." She begged slightly , and he smacked his teeth.

"Aight, you know what. You got it." He agreed, reaching for his tank top to slip back on for a moment.

He slid the shirt on, and stood to his full height. Glancing back at the girl who had her eyes completely closed by now, he made an exit from the room.

Biting his bottom lip, he walked down the hall into the kitchen. Opening the silver refrigerator, he grabbed the sandwich meat, and the jar of dill pickles.

Doing what she said, he ripped a paper towel from the roll and laid it on the counter before washing his hands. After that he laid two pieces of the meat flat and put the sliced pickle in the middle before rolling it up.

He scrunched his face up disgustedly, putting everything back. "Whatchu out here doin?" Sahid popped up, and he took a quick look at the snack before looking back at his face.