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CHAPTER~4~ First Cut

Ping, Ping, Ping!
I am shocked, I have not heard from Cocoa Cutie for days until now, I did not want to reply to her messages and it is obvious that I am avoiding her. Admittedly, my heart is throbbing from the message and ringing tone, I tried to relax as I calmly answered the phone.
"yes, Hello?"

There was some silence followed by her sprinting to a question,"are you going to be home today?"

Guess she grew some big balls. Ofcourse, I was going to be home. I am wondering what is her motive if any at all, I should say no, the desperate part of me took full advantage as I found myself answering with a sinister grin.
"Yes."

"I'll be closing the shop and I am coming in two hours to---" interrupting her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes..why wouldn't I be?" She said curiously.

We haven't spoken for days, and she's inviting herself over is enough reasons for me to be concerned.
"Just wondering that's all," I said.

"Ok then-- see you in two hours..oh! remember it's only once." She replied, ending the call abruptly.

I leaped out of the chair moving left to right, I am going to take a shower to set the mood. I am so unprepared for this! I do not want to fuck this up, feeling very nervous that I am suffering immensely with a tummy ache. I couldn't keep calm now that my muse is coming. I want it to be perfect, I need her to have a mind blowing experience so she could return when possible.
I was back and forth between showering and using the lavatory. Of all days, it had to be today. I better not shit myself when I see her, thinking about it gave me the chills. I need to be positive and remember the aim is to tease and please. This is every lesbian creed, pleasing brings forth a natural power and with that magical pleasures are unleashed.

It will be show time in under an hour. I'm getting cold feet, all that shit I said, all the promises I made. I'm starting to believe I won't beable to deliver, I'm overwhelm by her. Where's the vodka? that good strong stuff when I need it. I'm laying on the bed with a pillow over my face, I don't know what is happening to me. It's not like I haven't eaten pussy before or made passionate love to a woman, she is different, delicate, and I don't want to ruin it.

"I'm there," I could not believe as I read her message, "we are going to walk towards each other."

I replied with an emoji and walked out the door. I spotted her in under two minutes, she is wearing a skin tight skirt looking flamboyant as a peacock, her spaghetti top pressed againgst her breast, it is intriguing just looking at her coming closer to me. I forgot how terrified I was just moments before. We are smiling at each other as she is walking away from me then halting so I could lead the way, no words are uttered and I pondered as to what may her thoughts be. I could feel the sun on my skin and wind blowing through my hair, a hot day indeed.

I pressed my lips together as I found the courage to enter the house, feeling her presence behind me as I made an attempt to lock the door. She is standing there effortlessly, her eyes screening my home. I couldn't endure the awkward silence so I asked her the first question that came to mind.
"Cat caught your tongue?"
"Whatever--" she replied shyly.
"The bedroom is..." I paused. "Over here." Pointing to the door on the left.
She gave me a smirk and immediately went to the bedroom, I could hear the quaver in her voice when she asked me if I am coming. Oh, hell yeah!

"Why are you sitting?" She's seated with her legs crossed.
"I didn't know what to do." She replied softly.
"You..can start by...un- undressing yourself." I stuttered those words.
"Aren't you the one who is suppose to do that?" She stood up.
"I want you to undress yourself, I need you to be sure-- I do not want to take advantage over you." I explained defensively.