18 finally

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18 FINALLY

Yes yes yes I'm finally 18. You know what that means parrttyy. Today's my bday and my momma and Ray Ray had planned it so I know it's gonna be good.

PARTY TIME

Me: y'all turn up turn up

Ray: you likin the party

Me: yea come with me I'm gonna go call my momma

Ray: ok

Ring ring

Momma: hello *sleepy voice*

Me: hey momma I wish you could be here call me if you need any thing ok

Momma: ok bye

Me: bye

Well I'm gonna go take a shower and change ill meet you back at the party ok. As I walk to my room I didn't notice him following me to my room. I get in the shower and when I get out Ray is sittin on my bed.

Me: Ray I don't know what to do I feel bad leavin her at home by herself

Ray: don't feel bad she's fine if she wasn't she would have call you all ready

So I think yea maybe he's right but all I do is lay on his shoulder still rapped in my bath tile and cry. He wipes my face and kisses me and I feel speacil so I kiss him back. He flips me over and removes my tile and he slips it in I moan with pleasure and me go at it.

1 HOUR LATER

Dang I done got so many missed calls. They ain't from my momma so they can't be that important I get in the shower and when I get out there's a knock at my door.

Me: what

Roc: Is Ray in here

Me: why would Ray be in my room Ray starts laughing I hit he letting him know to be quiet

Roc: I know he in there and tell him it aint no time to be doin the nasty

Ray: get away from this door boy

Roc: to night she's gonna dance for you lol

I close the door and I get dressed to go back to the party. As I exit the elevator my sitter keke and her husband booman stop me.

Me: what y'all doing here

Booman: naie naie momma die a hour ago

Me: that not funny she would have called me

Booman : she did she called you from the hospital

Me: booman that's not funny keke please tell me he just kinding keke please please I say as I fall to the floor crying Ray comes and carry me back to our room trying to calm me down

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