"Comm check...
Testing, one... two...
Kwes Boaz speaking.
...you a hear me?
Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me.
Amnija happened righ...
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"You a falla mi guh bathe?" I begged Cadence, only for her to hug the pillow tighter.
Her back facing me, ass in the air.
"Come nuhhhh," I dragged my words, as my open palm goes down hard on her ass. She mumbles.
"Wah yuh wannnttttt."
"Mi wah company," I whined.
"You a' Alkaline?"
I laughed briefly.
"No but... come nuh," I leaned closer. "Out deh a get dawk."
"Light out deh," she countered.
"Gweh yuh just nuh wah follow me," I slid off the bed, and land into my Hermes slides.
We're in the Tree house. It's cozy... much more posh than the outside, with a queen sized bed. The furniture looks eco friendly, wooden steps, and a whole balcony with lounge chairs.
It's giving... rich... grand...nature lover...
"Cadence," I slapped her ass again. It jiggled in her booty shorts.
"You a batty man?" A sleepy Cadence fired back.
"Alright then gyal... Gweh me a guh bathe," I rolled my eyes and walked over to our luggage.
Finally...
Aye... mi love ramp eno.
I reached for the first tote bag, and started laughing.
Ketch all this...
A one week me a spend yah?
No wonder the security asked if I was moving in. I had so many bags. I zipped it, shaking my head at the bags. No girl. This embarrassing.
On the outside, I could hear laughter, and low chatters as the males cooked dinner.
The workers provided us with pots, we just needed our own food. Plus if we ran out of ingredients, all the men drive, they'd get it on the road.
I shot a glance at Cadence, this time, my tone much sweeter.
