Jamari

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      " So how's the ass, man? Is it that true shit or nahh?" Drelin asks " Man, that ass is more than true shit. I can't tell you how many times I almost drowned swimming in that ocean!!" I reply. The sun is hot but, chillin' with my nigga is what makes it all good. The only thing that keeps me from being completely comfortable is what happened last night. She was not fighting back. It almost felt like she was waiting for it; like she knew it was going to happen. But, I need to be careful. Another slip up like that and I may not be so lucky. Deep into my thoughts, my phone rings. "Yo?" I say "Hey, can you come pick is up from my house? Kris' mom isn't home and I need to get away." Shalei's words are sweet and clear. I can't resist. “Alright, give me 15." I hang up the phone and look over at Drelin. “Well, your booty call awaits" he says. I stand up and give him some dap. The plan is to be compassionate and loyal...I think...No temptation, no worries.

          When I get to Shalei's house, they're already waiting outside. I get out to help with the bags. “For a second, I thought you were gonna be a no-show" Shalei jokes. I smile but, Krisilyn still isn't in the mood. She still shows no emotion and now she won't even make eye contact with me. Pretty soon, she'll start fighting back and she might even tell...Don't worry, she'll get over it soon. This is only temporary, I thought. But, I knew that Krisilyn was unpredictable. One second, you'll think she's as happy and clueless as ever but, she's mad and informed the next second. “ You guys ready to go?" I ask. The girls head for the truck, both getting in the back seat. I get in and start up the truck. Before departing, I notice that my review mirror is crooked. I adjust it and spot Krisilyn's eyes trained on me. Intimidation...I thought...a tactic many girls lack. I put on my seat belt and the truck rolls out of the driveway.

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