A girl like you

My First Time

Jasmine Nichole
Tuesday, Feb 2nd
7:23pm

"Ight bro! I'll holla at cha tomorrow" Ken said as he dapped up Dave as we stood in front of his mansion.

He was far from the hood, like he lived in a neighborhood full of white rich people.

Dave leaves and Ken started walking up the stairs of his house, I followed behind closely. A little too close because I smacked right into the back of Ken.

He turned around and mugged me. "Damn bitch watch where you going! Give a nigga some space!" He yelled making me flinch.

"I-I'm sorry" I said looking down.

He shook his head and opened the door. I walked into and shut the door behind me, my jaw literally dropped when I looked around at the inside of his house. It was BEYOND beautiful!

I heard a light chuckle come from Ken. "Glad you like it....Come on imma show you were you sleeping" He told me and I followed.

Walking into my room, I eyes damn near popped out my head. This room was my momma's whole apartment all in one.

Red walls, walk in closet, my own bathroom that was all black, queen sized bed with white,red, and black sheets, and even a balcony that looked out over California.

I opened the balcony doors and walked out of them. "I can see my whole neighborhood from here"

I felt Ken's presence behind me. "Beautiful ain't it?" He said softly with his hands in his pocket.

I slightly smiled trying not to push my limits. "Yea, it's beautiful but being there isn't so--"

"Peaceful and claiming?" He chuckled taking the words right out of my mouth.

I giggled and nodded. "Yeah...you come out here all the time?"

He looked over at me. "Yea, mostly at night because of the lights... growing up in the hood I ain't never seen nothing like this before so I take it all in" He told me, I nodded looking at him then back out over California.

I closed my eyes letting my tears fall and took a deep breath. "What all will I be doing for you?"

"The cooking, cleaning, laundry, counting my money, and anything else I need for you to do" he informed

I looked at him then looked down wiping my tears away. "And when do I start?"

He walked back into my room and I followed after closing the balcony doors and locking them.

"Tonight, starting with dinner" he said standing in the door way.

"Okay... how much will I be paid?" I asked nervously, I didn't want to piss him off but I needed to make this money, pay him and get the fuck out of California.

He rubbed his chin looking me over closely. "200 a week"

I nodded not going against it. "Any other questions for me?"