I have so many thoughts going through my mind. The sleepless nights that I've spent running these streets since I was 13. When my mother met her new boyfriend and kicked me out when i turned 17. And here I am now.. sleeping with all these men.. and a woman or two.. and here I just added another nigga to my bodycount. And bitches hate on me all the time. All i can do is shake my head sometimes because if they really knew what I was having to do to have this nice apartment and to have that nice ass SUV that im driving. Paying for the shopping sprees that i take every other weekend. If they knew the truth.. they wouldnt hate on me at all. But all i can do right now is lay here in my bed and think about Jarod. I want it to be more than sex. I want him to be my man. No less than that. Last night felt so right even though we both knew that it was so wrong. He has a girlfriend. I dont know her name at the least so i dont owe her shit anyways. Shit the way that Jarod was licking my pussy and eating this ass last night hell you wouldnt think that he had a girl to go home to. What am i thinking about?? Im on a money mission and i dont need any feelings getting in the way of that. But its just something about Jarod...
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LANA: Hoe Or Wifey?
Storie breviLana's got life all figured out.. or so she thinks. She's a stripper who prostitutes more than she strips. She can keep money but she can't keep a man.. that is until her male best friend, Jarod, gets intrigued by Lana. Can Lana give up the game fo...
