Addicted

Chapter 1

  "Hmmm , Yes Daddy , Ugh Right There.!" my moans filled the room. Even though he barley knew my name he treated me as though he was making love to me. But I knew the whole time he was thinking of someone else. But it didn't matter, I was only a substitute for his fantasy. Nothing more , nothing less. After I climaxed he moved to the opposite side of the bed. Falling asleep... I turned over and looked at him . I wonder who he was thinking about, I could tell he felt me watching him, because he turned over and smiled. "Oowee Sorry" I turned over awkwardly and I was super embarrassed. He grabbed my shoulder and kissed me on my cheek and whispered in my ear, "Its okay , I know what your thinking... I don't think your a hoe." I looked over and smiled saying thanks even though him thinking I was a hoe was the least of my worries I liked the fact that he attempted to be sweet and make it less awkward.

Hey my names Tanisha... Tanisha Gates. Im a 24 year old women, i live in New York. Hardly no family, but i have a small group of friends. Im avreage height, im bright light-skin , with curves, tiites, and ass. You can say im quite the ideal hoe. Hey .. im just a women who likes having sex. I mean if men can do it and not be judged why can't I. I work at a over-price store, yunoo the type that sells chanel, gucci, pranda etc, you name it. But i get a discount on everything i mean a major discount. So it's all worth it, it pays well too. I live in a studio apartment 3 bedroom 2 bathrooms one big living area and kitchen. I live alone ...but im not lonley at all though.

Im just now waking up from last night sexual experiment. He was okay ... i mean I've had better, but he surprisly shy in the bedroom according to his looks. He was masecluine the meathead kind too. He looked like in lived in the gym, he was dark and handsome, big browneyes, and large hands. Anyway I took a long hot bath.. to wipe his residue off. This was the hardest part of doing what i do. Even though I feel that if a man can do it so can I. Im still a woman and I having feelings and fears. Fears of being judged by people, i wrote in my journal to make it feel better. I also wrote to keep my mind off of it, but it always ran across my mind.

"Hey beautiful , look last night was fun! And dont worry im not a .. " he just kept going on and on i could tell why the girl he wanted didnt want him he talked to much. As i was deep into thought I had to stop myself, because i relaized i was judging him. The same way i didnt want people to judge me, i couldnt judge him. I mean i didnt even know this man name and slept with him. After pondering on the subject he headed out the door. It was now 8:10am and i didnt want to be late for work so I quicky got up from the couch and got dressed. It was a foggy morning and loud as usually. I wore a gray sweater top with tight light blue jeans. I wore micheal kors gray sandles with a micheal kors silver watch and purse. I wore my hair down , straight part down the middle with frizzy wavy looking curls. I didnt wear much make-up today just some blush, that matched my skin-tone and nude lip-stick. I left around 8:45am.

The perks about living in New York was everything was so close by, most of the time i walked to work.As I walked i looked at every man that crossed by. I fantasized about how they would be during sex , i guess i was really into it because i bumped into someone. He was a so handsome, he was really tall, my skin color, big adorable hazel eyes, rosey pink lips, with deep dimples. He had a starbucks cup in his hand that said Chad on it so i knew he went to Starbucks often. After my lengthy stare i nervously apolgized he said no problem wiping the stain off his maseculine body. I quickly walked away and entered the store. I could feel him staring at my body so I turned around just to check l. He was totally staring! He quickly looked away as though he was trying to cross the street i gave him a little wave and a smirk. He chuckled a little than we went our separate ways .