"They're ride or die so what's 17 years apart?"
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When you meet the love of your life at 15 growing up in the streets of West Philly you don't always do right by your family.
Selling dope, moving bodies , selling keys is the only way to stay alive...
Cookie is sprawled out in the pool watching the kids play. Her caramel skin is glistening in the sun while the cheetah print bikini she has on clings to her curves. I don't think there's anyone on this planet that is so beautiful naturally.I pull my camera out and snap a picture while she isn't looking.
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"What lu stop taking photos I'm relaxing" she begs looking at me.
"One more?" I question and she easily gives up, just loving the attention.
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Cook poses for me this time, throwing up her peace signs.
"Beautiful" I exclaim making her laugh. She takes a sip of her drink eyeing me.
"Get in relax"she demands.
"No, I'm relaxed right here and I'd rather watch you" I reply.
"That's creepy " cook laughs.
"No it's not, have you seen yourself woman " I say making her blush.
"Yea whatever "she brushes me off.
"Hey ma" Jamal says emerging from the house.
"What are you doing here" I ask confused as to how he knew we're having a pool day.
"Mom said to come over" he reveals as Skye waddles her way outside.
"Um okay, hello beautiful how are you today " I question Skye.
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