Im Not Just A Stripper

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3 weeks later

So far Micheal has been trying to earn my trust back. We aint in a relationship yet. He has to earn that to. My mom is in love with him. She thinks he is the absolute gentleman. Lol. And he loves Kyler. He takes him almost every where he goes and since he got the record deal the paparazii has been on his ass and mine to. And all they refer to me as "former stripper Diamond" I dont strip anymore because Micheal didnt want me to. But I aint mad I been wanting to stop stripping but I needed the money to support me ,my mom and Kyler but I hate hearing them calling me that and but im getting used to it now. " You are so sweet Micheal she is upstairs." I hear my mom says.

Micheal: Hey Lo.

Me: Hey. Whats behind your back.

Micheal: Its a vase with a rose in it.

Me: Why just one.

Micheal: You will see in a few days. Im tryin to be romantic so can you smile.

I smile real big. And hug him.

Me: I love it. Where is Kyler.

Micheal: He is with Honey and Heather.

Me: You shouldve saw when I was taking him out of daycare. All the little girls were on him.

Micheal: He is a ladies man like his father.

Me: Haha. That aint it.

Micheal: Really...

Me: Yes.

Then he started tickling me:

Micheal: Say that he gets it from me.

Me: No.

Micheal: Say it.

Me: He...gets..it..from...you. (i said inbetween laughs.)

Micheal: Thats what I thought. Now are you ready to go see your son.

Me: Yes. I havent saw him all day. You have been baby hogging.

Micheal: I just love my son.

Me: I love him to.

Micheal: Ok. Now lets go.

Me: Can you carry me my legs are asleep.

Micheal: If you give me some lips.

Me: Ok. But only on the cheek.

Micheal: Ok.

And when i tried to kiss him on the cheek. He turned his head and we kissed on the lips.

Me: Micheal.!!

Micheal: Tf i look like getting kisses on the cheek. I like lips on my lips.

Me: *laughing* ok. Now lets go.

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Heather: Awee. Look at yall.

Chris: Man everybody got a bae. And im just lonely. Even honey got a bae

Honey: What you tryna say nigga..

Me: dejar de discutir nadie quiere oír esa mierda. Actúa como niños malditos dos años.

Everybody just looked at me

Chris: What did you say.

Me: Stop arguing. Nobody wants to hear that shit. Acting like damn two year olds.