I rolled over, reaching for my pants on the floor. Jason continued to lay on his back, not moving at all. "Jay," I said, as I was strapping my bra together, "get up, you're going to be late to your session." I reminded him. He threw his hands over his face, as if he forgot about it.
"Why you just do me like that then?" He whined, "I'm ready to go back to sleep now."
I laughed at his comment, "The sooner you go, the faster you can get some more!" I teased. He smiled at me before finally sitting up.
"So do you ha—" I was cut off by Jay's phone ringing. He looked at it but didn't asnwer.
"What were you saying?" He asked, sliding his socks on.
"Who was that?" I questioned, not that it was any of my business anyway.
"Awe yeah, that was Tony." He said.
"Oh, ok.." I grabbed my brush and headed to the bathroom. Jason followed.
"So you not gonna finish telling me what you were sayin'?" He asked, grabbing me from behind my waist.
"It was nothing... why you following me?" I joked, pushing his arms away.
"Girl I can follow you." He laughed placing his arms around me again.
His pocket began to vibrate, constantly. It was his phone ringing again. This time, he pulled the phone out in front of me. I could clearly see the number that was calling and it looked very familiar. It was an unsaved number which he almost immediately tried to decline.
I was trying my hardest to remember whose number it was, but I couldn't... "Who was that?" I asked.
"Tony annoying ass, he just tryna see if I'm coming still." He responded.
"So, why you ignoring him? Just tell him you'll be late." I told him as I brushed my hair into a high ponytail.
"Give me one last kiss so I can go." He says as he puckered his lips in front of me. I couldn't help but smile and kiss back.
"See you in a lil bit baby girl!" He yelled as he ran down the stairs and out the door.
I continued to lay my edges down with an old toothebrush before filling in my eyebrows and adding false lashes.
"Let me call India, I haven't heard from her all day..." I thought to myself, reaching for my phone.
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Jason's Point Of View"I'm on my way now." I said through the phone before hanging up. I turned my music up some more before backing out the driveway.
Sun beaming in my face, fresh air outside, it was a nice day in the city today. Traffic isn't bad... all I needed was some good food.
I pulled up in front of my destination. A nice size house with perfectly cut grass and a white picket fence. I blew my horn twice before cutting the car off and making my way to the front door.
"Finally, you made it." A soft voice said as the door quickly opened.
"Wassup gorgeous." I said, leaning in to give her a kiss. She's real small; I don't mind it. I think it's cute.
"Why you take so long? Our food getting cold." India squealed as she pulled me inside the house behind her, locking the door and straight to her bedroom.
"What's to eat?" I ask, kicking my shoes off. I layed across her bed, where she came and layed right in front of me. Close enough that my dick is touching her ass. I wrapped my arm around her, "Chicken and fried rice." She answered. She handed me a bag with the food inside.
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As I'm calling India's phone, it keeps going straight to voicemail so I just sent her a quick text saying I didn't want anything, just checking on her.I grabbed a bag of chips and a cold soda out the fridge before crashing on the couch. "Yeeesss, my show's on." I thought to myself, opening my bag of chips.
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Eventually I dozed off and fell asleep. I didn't recall ever falling asleep; I could only remember waking up just now.I glanced down at my phone to see a bunch of Instagram notifications, a few clothing purchases, and missed calls from unknown numbers but none from India or Jason.
I grabbed my laptop and began researching my next brand idea. Staying ahead of the game is a major key to gaining success. I like to try to stay a few steps ahead of my competition; they will always copy your lead.
After hours and hours of scrolling and making phone calls, I finally closed my laptop and took a break. I grabbed my soda and went up to my room to change into a swim suit. I think I'll go for a late night swim by myself.
As I slid on my one piece, I admired my body in the mirror. Flat stomach, small perky butt, nice small boobs. I'm in love with my body, I could stare at myself for hours.
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