I wonder if she thinks about me still. Even though everything took off for me, I still want her. I still need her. Chilombo. Yeah, I fuck a lot, but my lust is still for Chilombo. And Chilombo only. I ain't no soft nigga, but a girl like Chilombo would make a thug wanna graduate from school. I wonder if all this shit is worth it. Even though when Bo found out I got my big break and she told me I better grab that shit, I wanted to stay and take care of her. She was my first and prolly my last love. I hope I haven't fucked shit up for us.
"Whatchu thinkin' about, Aug?" Nicki asked me.
I rolled my eyes. Not you, bitch.
"You thinkin' about that girl again, ain't you?" She asked.
I just stared at her. She sighed and sat next to me on the couch. I didn't want her this close, but I ain't have a choice. She put her hand on my leg. She ain't slick. I grabbed her hand and held it in mine. She smiled real big and shit. I rolled my eyes.
"Look, August. We aren't going to get anywhere if you keep thinkin' about the past. This Bobby or Chilly girl is the past." Nicki said.
She tightened her grip around my hand and slid it under her panties. I ain't gone lie, that shit gotta nigga feelin' hot. Nicki always doin' this typa shit. As soon as she see me thinkin' about or lookin' at another girl, she give me some. I'm not sayin' I don't like it, but she can't replace Chilombo. None of these hoes can. Not now, not ever.
Nicki started moving my hand down her clit. She was moanin' and shit, and it was makin' a nigga real hot. Damn, she know how to get me. She put her legs on each side of my legs and started riding my hand. She got real close to my ear.
"Come get a taste of the future."
She got off my hand and started switchin'. I watched her ass she walked up them steps. I sighed and got up after her.
She got me in too deep.
