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I wonder how it feel to make love to an man...he was so perfect I couldn't take my eyes off him...I couldn't think right with him around and on top of that my hormones was on crack these past months.
I needed him badly...I don't even care at the moment who I hurt...Pleasure now confessions later.
Charm literally wasn't treating him well as a 'girlfriend' hell he looked like the donkey of the day once he said something bout boyfriend and she say guy friend as if he's a friend of Dorothy (GAY!)
I really knew he wasn't cause he never looked or move when I invite my friend Marshall over to Charms house while she abandon us.
I tell you Charm is so lucky and she doesn't even KNOWW what she got!!!
•~~~~~~~•~~~~~~•~~~~•|"Dèvon" I said sweetly staring at him as he stacked his shoe boxes on top of another, walking up the painted pathway "I'm fine" he said in a aggressive tone "I wasn't g-" I had paused wondering what has gotten into him as he set the shoe boxes down on the doorstep, looking back at me.
"Harls don't sweat me..I am not in the mood for your flirtatious comments or behavior today" my heart sunk.
"You and I know that you actually have mad love for Charm, hell even Charm knows...she just doesn't acknowledge it" I shook my head disagreeing "No" he sighed heavily "D-" I choke on my own words not wanting to run him off "I actually love you, fuck Charm let's start a family"
I said in my head.
The more and more I see Dèvon show affection and displays his adoration towards Charm, my heart burns.
It was like the beatings in my chest belonged to Dèvon and I couldn't do anything about it but let it happen.
Dèvon knocked on the door for a few moments before Ms.Brown had swung the door open, starting a conversation with Dèvon for about five minutes straight.
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I sighed once they both went inside leaving me to pick up where Dèvon started from "oh boy" I said as I grabbed the three bags , carrying them up the painted pathway.I will break Charms freaking neck!!! Got me carrying bags ...
Once I reached the door , I knocked on it hard.
"ITS ME HARLEY!" I yelled ,continuing to beat on the door until the door slowly opened revealing an angry Ms.brown.
"Why is it that the prettiest young ladies always act like delinquents?" She mumbled to herself.
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Sweet Charm
RomanceCharm is a twenty two year old, go getter that works at The Lion's Den club. What will happen when her high school crush Zion come back in town with his soon to be pregnant wife Ruth?