Forever My......

33.

Monday, September 7, 2015

Xayvion Taylor,

Four weeks of physical therapy done, six more to go.

"Baby." Bry said walking out the bathroom in her robe.

That is wide open, showing off her body in her black lace bra and panties. She real fucked up.

"So you gone tease me like this?" I asked looking at her body.

"Not teasing but I wanted to know what you want for dinner?"

"Soup will be fine."

"Okay." She said walking back in the bathroom.

Let me tell you, the teasing has been real and I'm not going to lie it's been real on my part just as much as hers. But I mean what exactly would you expect from us.

"How was therapy?"

"It was straight, how was school?"

"It was good." She said walking out the bathroom in some spandex shorts and a tank top.

"That's good." I said looking at her ass as she grabbed a pair of socks out her sock drawer.

"I talk to my mom's doctor and they pulling the plug, in two weeks."

"Damn baby I'm sorry."

"I just hope she pull through you know. Not only for me but for Dula." She said walking over to me.

She straddled me and started playing with my necklace.

"Look baby just have faith that everything is going to be alright."

"I have faith." She said smiling.

I wrapped my arms around her as she just laid on my chest.

"Somebody's woke." She said causing me to frown my eyes.

"I don't hear Dula."

"Not talking about him." She said before getting up.

I looked down and sure enough my manhood was standing tall.

"I'm let you handle that while I go cook." She said walking out the room.

Ah shit.

Bryce Parker,

I was halfway done with the soup when I seen Dula standing up in his crib, so I grabbed him and let him sit on my hip while I cooked the soup.

"Dula, you heavy boy." I said switching him to my other hip.

"Say I'm just eating good." Xayvion said rolling out the room.

"Doesn't mean he isn't heavy." I said sitting him in Simba lap.

"Maybe you just weak." He said letting Dula stand on his legs. "Aw sugar-honey-ice-tea look at who tryna walk."