The question we must ask ourselves today is: Can a man and woman be just friends? Some say yes, others say otherwise. In the case of Bambie and Binky it's the latter.
17-year-old Aphrodite Samuels A.K.A Bambie wasn't looking for anything but an edu...
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(Messiah)
"Binky?!"
Damn, Lord have mercy on my soul. Dite looked hella different from when I last saw her. That was like what 4 years ago? It felt longer, but damn did time do the girl's body good, and I saw that she had lost a little baby fat. That ass still was thick though! Her hair had grown now, that shit fell down to the tip of her ass and it was wavy. Jesus, her lips, though, they were still juicy as ever and don't let me get it started on her eyes. Long ass lashes. She still was my little Bambi, but damn did Bambi grow up!
Wait a minute, did she just call me Binky? Ah hell no! She knew damn well I don't like that nickname. That shit ain't even sound right. Binky? Did I look like that little elephant/bear thing from Arthur? She was still on that fufu shit, I swear.
Her curves felt so right, I thought, low key feeling her up. Damn, she smelled so good. Baby lotion. She loved that shit and still do, I see.
'Nigga, ain't you getting married?'
Oh shit! I do have a girl, but I can't lie because Bambi got a nigga feelin some type of way.
"Bambi. Shit. Damn!"
I found myself saying in shock, taking her all in. I see that ass was still plump, I thought as I brushed my hand against it out of habit.
Wait, I'm getting married, plus she ain't want me. She wanted more than me. I guess she was just too good for me.
"You and that damn nickname!" Her sexy yet raspy voice replied as she rolled her eyes. Damn, I loved that girl. Shit! Just hearing her voice got me missing the time when she used to scream out my name when we had sex; hitting all types of high notes and shit when a nigga was deep up in it.
Wait. What the hell is she doing here?
"Girl, don't give me that. You know damn well you loved that name," I joked, playing off my anger and confusion. She still had that effect on me, but I can't love her. I don't! I got my girl. Haley may not have been my first choice but I do have love for the girl, I just ain't sure if I'm in love with her. Yeah, I proposed, but that doesn't mean shit. She just had been my rider for some time, plus she always whines about putting a ring in it, acting like she Beyoncé or some shit. So to satisfy her, I bought a ring.
'Don't you sound like a female? All up in your feelings and shit!'
Nigga, shut up!
'Bitch I am you.'
Ight, then you got thi-
The fuck am I talking to myself? I did a mind shrug and tuned back into my surroundings.
"Yeah well that was then." She paused and rolled her eyes, making me want to smack them out of her head. I don' told her about that. She knew I hated when she rolled her eyes at me. That she turns me on, but also irritates the fuck out of me! Her ass looked so damn sexy as she slightly mugged me. I chuckled lightly. She must've forgotten who I am.
"You better stop rolling them eyes girl?!" I snapped half playfully. All she did was smirk and kiss her teeth. She better be lucky this is my little cuz's birthday or I would've had to take her ass. Mm, that ass. That shit is still fat!
It looks like she had been getting fucked, a small voice spoke in my head, making a frown form on my face. She better not be letting another nigga touch what's mine! I'll fuck her and that nigga up! I don' told her what it was from the jump. That shit between them legs is forever mine and a nigga don't like sharing.
"Uh it was, um nice to see you again. I got to go," with that said she eased on pass me as if trying to make sure she ain't touch me. What's her problem? What I do?
"Bye Binky!"
There she goes with that damn nickname again! But, god that ass though. I knew she knew what she was doing too. Moving that ass like that. Lord, Jesus pray for me.
Aphrodite
"Bye Binky!" I called over my shoulder as I eased on pass him while trying to make sure our bodies didn't touch. My hormones were already racing at just the scent of him. Lord knows how long I have left until it becomes ungodly up in here.
Knowing he was staring at my retreating figure, I managed to put a little extra sway in my hips. Messiah did always have a thing for my ass, I smirked; that boy thought that he was slick, low key feeling my ass and shit.
Although, I seemed cool then, I was actually freaking on the inside. What the hell was he doing here? Especially all the way in Miami. Did he move down here? Is he and Haley still together? Is she down here too? All these questions formed in my mind. I sighed, feeling sexually frustrated at the thought of him.
I need me a drink.
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