"One finds limits by pushing them."
Onika Maraj is a valorous and soft-hearted mother with a great head on her shoulder. So many odds has been stacked against her but Onika always manages to wing herself through any storm no matter how big or stron...
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"Ta da! In your face champ!"
I rolled my eyes at her and got into position to grab the ball from the chamber. She paraded behind me, flashing a toothless grin.
I struggled to the center of the lane and with a flick of my wrist, I released the ball, watching it roll down the path with anticipation.
Unfortunately, no pins were hit despite the strong blunt force I used. Gutterball again. I blew out my cheeks and smacked my forehead.
Giselle wore her strenuous smile while fist-pumping the air and whirling around. I squinted my eyes and slid a frown across my face.
"Another one bites the dust."
"Kiss ... my ass." I quipped.
"Oh but I plan to." She responded, delivering a hard slap on my booty. Biting my bottom lip, I moved on over to give her enough space.
"Mmm. Don't choke."
"Sit back and watch the dominos fall."
Beyoncé picked up a ball and lined up her shot, fixing her eyes on the distant pins. On a clean release, the ball spun quickly down the lane.
The surrounding area became alive again with the sound of roaring thunder as it hits the pins sending flying in every direction possible.
A nice smile spread across her face as she relished in the rush of yet another well executed thrown and celebrated her seventh strike.
"Like Unnn!" She mimicked Master P voice while pumping her fists in the air. Locking over at me, she shot a sly smirk. "Hmm daddy gone hit outta the park every single... time... mama."
"You know what! Yo—" I took in a shaky breath and sighed, rolling my eyes. "I swear I'm so sick of that mouth of yours ma'am."
"Well... how about you come over here and ... give me sum that'll fill it up. I haven't eaten all day and babe." Beyoncé talked lowly, licking her bottom-lip while scrutinizing me. "I'm starving."
I blushed.
"Just nasty!" I giggled.
With a grin, she took my arm and pulled me into her chest. I was in awe of her features while peering up at her, more so her widdle light freckles nonetheless.
Giselle placed both of her hands on my cheeks and gave me a soft kiss. "You're.. beautiful." She purred and kissed me again.
