Part 33: Mmm

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"Fuck" Jamal says pissed off as he pulls out. "Get dress, I have to go" he pulls up his pants.

He unlocks the bathroom door and walks out, leaving me to fix my underwear and pull up my shorts alone.

Shit. Are we ever going to have sex without everyone and their mom interrupting us. And it sucks because I actually want to have sex with him, not faking a orgasm like when it's me and Eric.

I exit the bathroom and make my way back out to the bar, seeing that the bar was actually filled with people, crazy enough.

I stand at the end of bar in Jamal's section, watching him working hard at preparing drink for these people. But I stood there and waited until he got done with most of the people, which was only about five minutes or so. Now seeing him finally come up towards me, giving me phony smile in the process.

"Hey" he says, drained.

"I see he wasn't lying when he said needed you"

"Yeah, but now I have to hide my boner, because I can never 'F' you with out being interrupted"

"I know. Its frustrating for me too, but I think should go and let you focus on work"

"Okay baby"

"Ouuu. Baby?" I grin.

He smiles. "Yeah"

"Mm. See you daddy" I peck his cheek.

*At Home*🕒🕒🕒🏡🏡🏡

I'm on my laptop, looking at a few homes for rent here in Chicago. I wanna move out when I'm 18 and treat myself to a nice 1-bed and 1-bath actually. I still do have that card from Micheal which has 1,000 dollars on it, so I'm trying to be responsibe and use it for purchasing a new home for me.

I can't believe I'll be 18 in just 16 more days, I'm a finally be an adult crazy enough. And the first thing I'm going to do, is go buy a nice bottle of wine and take a bubble bath with rose petals on the floor. How's that for a celebration.🍷🛀🎉🎈😏

I do my daily workout routine of squats, push ups, sit up and lunges, taking a break by sitting on my bed. I turn on my radio and sang to Beyoncé for a little bit, eventually falling asleep right there on my covers.

*1:07 am*
Door Bell rings💢

I open one eye and look at my alarm clock, seeing the time flashing in red. I get up stretching and look over to my phone, seeing it ringing as well.

"Hello?" I yawn answering.

"Hey, come to your door"

"Who is this?"

"It's Jamal, why?"

"Ohh okay" I hang up and wipe my face to walk downstairs. Opening my front door I in fact do see Jamal waiting in the door way.

"Hey sorry I woke you up" he says.

"It's okay. But what are you doing here?" I squint my eyes.

"I want you to come over and spend the night"

"Ok" I say barely opening my eyes.

"Go grab some change of clothes real quick babe"

"Be right back then" I try to wake up as I walk back up to my room. I grab a bag and fill it with fresh clothes, underwear, my hair stuff, some shoes and my tooth brush. I then walk back downstairs and pick up my purse and car keys from off the counter, walking outside to lock the door.

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