Have you ever dreamed about having a romantic life with the person you love? But that person doesn't see the same dream as you. What if that person is just only using you for sex, money, and drugs?
What would you do now?
Will you be broken like Ti...
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Damon Richmond
"Alright Damon. Give me a big smile"my photographer smiled at me. Her name was Sophie. Sophie always had a thing for me when I take pictures. She ain't young. She old in my eyes. "That's sexy Damon"she licked her lips.
"Break time?"I walked off set not giving a care if they was calling me back. I walk to my dressing room so I can get dress in my regular clothes and leave. My niggas don't know about this job. I never told them that I model. If I do, you already know how niggas are.
As I was texting my brother Devin, I heard an knock on the door. "Come in"I didn't look up from my phone.
"Are you coming back out there?"Sophie ask while licking her lips. I sigh looking up at her.
"I'm going home. I have other things to do"I mumble. I heard her chuckle then close the door.
"Like what?"she asked coming up to me seductively. She wrapped her arms around my neck. "Hmm"
"Like selling my shit"I mumble. She smiled at me and let go.
"I need some more you know"Sophie said.
"More what?"
"Coke"she said bluntly. "You know how this shit goes Damon. I ask for coke, you say it's this much, I say I don't have the money, and you say well sell me your body for the coke"she whispered the last part in my ear.
I thought about getting some pussy from this old ass milf. Her kids is almost my age. I'm 29 years old. I looked into her blue eyes and sigh. "Is that a yes?"she smiled rubbing my private area. My phone started ringing so I removed her hands and answered the phone.
"Hello"I coughed a bit.
"We have a situation" I heard my brother say. I couldn't hear anything else in the house so I guess he just wanted to talk to me face to face.
"Alright, I'm on my way"I hung up the phone. "You have to leave out"
"Really? Without no quickie"she mumble.
"Ask your husband for that"I got up from the chair and walked to the bathroom that was connected to the dressing room.
"My husband is dead to me. He doesn't care about me....."
"And I see why"I said. "You sleeping with men for things you want"
"So what"Sophie said. "I get whatever I want"
"Get the hell out my dressing room before I do something I will regret"I mumble lowly.
"Do it"she whispered. "I'll like to see you try"she smiled.
"Okay"I nodded my head. "Say your prayers tonight with your husband and kids"I close the bathroom door.
I don't need some old white trash getting me in trouble with her husband. Fuck Sophie.
