"All you ladies pop your pussy like this" my car radio played as I drove up to my new school. Damn I'm in college. New teachers, new friends, and new boys, mhm that right, this year is gonna be my hoe year. Now don't think that I go sleeping around. There's nothing wrong with that though, hop on that dick if you want.
And I can see the comments now, "Are you a virgin?"
Yes ma'am I am. I'm not a prude either though. I've basically done everything except, well it. Why don't you just hop on that dick you may ask.
Well let me tell you. I am scared to stretch out my-
"Oh my Goodness!" A little white woman said covering her sons ears, even though he's in college.
Oh right I forgot I had my windows rolled down.
I quickly turned up the volume because turn down for wha- okay I'll stop.
Where are my manners, the name's V-
"Hey, sorry to interrupt you" the boy who got his ears covered by his mama came up to my car.
"What's up?" I said as I sucked on a cherry tomato, don't judge, but I really like tomatoes.
"I don't mean to be rude but if you could just lower your music that would be great, my mother isn't used to this area and-." I tuned him out and started examining his face like a forensic pathologist examines a dead body.
He had a bit of facial hair, I'm talking about the kind that looks like pubes. He also had large bags under his eyes and they weren't Chanel. But his eyes were a pretty green, kind of like the spotify logo green if it was clearer. He also had short/longish brown hair.
His eyebrows furred as he realized I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying.
"Hello?" he said annoyed.
"What's up?" I said again, smiling at the fact that he was getting aggravated.
You're probably asking is My Neck My Back still playing?
Yes, yes it is. I play it on a continuous loop because it's the only song I bought from apple music, and I'm going to get my moneys worth.
Clearly frustrated he finally said, "Please, turn your music down."
"Why?" I said, "I really like this song" I said genuinely. It's true, it gets my pussy popping and everything.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" he said angrily. But he soon apologized when his mother scolded at him saying, "Harry, I cannot believe you said that."
It's funny because they're British and proper.
"Young lady, I'm sorry to bother you , but we have children around, could you please lower your music or even roll up the window?" Harry's mother ask agitated.
"Did you just assume my gender?"
"I'll wait for you in the car." Harry's mother said with a blank expression, leaving me and him with Khia still playing in the background. Sure I was getting weird stares from people but it's whatever. Harry finally spoke up.
"You're a bitch." He said in a serious tone. I'm not gonna lie it's hard to be mad at him because his accent makes it funny instead of insulting.
"Woof woof." I said as I began to pant sticking my tongue out.
He just rolled his eyes and walked away.
"Bye Harry." I said happily.
"How do you know my name?" He quickly turned around.
