I Met the Pharaoh (August Alsina)

Four.

I slept in on a hay filled bed, it did me just right. Haven't had much sleep lately and it was great.

I yawned stretching before feeling the pain in my thighs and butt. "Ugh" he put it in work and was fucking it up!

I got out of bed all smooth the girls gave me a milk bath and it set me right to bed.

I was in a long robe and barefoot. I walked out of my room and into the grand palace I wanted to explore..and find away to get back to present times.

I walked towards the front of the palace I found servants and guards everywhere.

They all bowed and most ignored me. One of the girls from the night before ran up to me.

"No no no princess you can't be out in public after having intercourse."

How she know we- never mind she knew.

She shoved me back into the bedroom. I sat there idly with nothing to do.

Then I heard a knock.

"Come in." I said not looking towards the direction of the door.

I heard it creak open then close.

"Are you sore?" the familiar royal voice said.

"Kind of."

"Drink this." he said handing me a pottery cup.

I looked at him confused, you a king and your serving me?

"I needed an excuse to see you again." He said looking down kinda bashful.

I made him nervous in a way.

It made me laugh.

"If you wanted to know I did not make you a concubine, that in fact was an invitation for Queen."

I gasped.

"What? I cant, I'm only passing through." I said saying that part with lots of emphasis

"So you have intercourse with random men?" he questioned me.

Was this motherfucker foreal? I hada put his ass in check modern style.

"Excuse me I'm not a prostitute if that's what your implying nobody told you to get nasty last night I was trying to be polite and just cause your a king don't mean nothing to me now you gone be dead by the time I return home anyways!" I said in disbelief

"Dead? your putting a hit on me? are you a spy!?"

I was tired of playing along with this fu fu lame shit. I got up and put on the clothes I came in with.

I strapped my white heels and got the steppin.

I strut my way out that place and into the dessert. It was sand upon sand and more mounds of sand.

I sighed. Why can't I just go home! Gosh

I began to walk and check to find the door, remembering it had disappeared once I stepped through.

I saw merchants dragging slaves and camels.

I took off my cheap forever21 bracelet and asked for a camel in trade for the bracelet.

He took it from me and me not knowing what to do with a damn camel thought it was a horse.

The man helped me up on it and gave me a scarf to cover my hair and shoulders.

I grabbed onto the rope that was around the camel. I just sat there and let it take me wherever it wanted to go.

The Sun was blazing on my back. I was sweating bullets. In the palace it was mysteriously air conditioned.

I undid my blouse and took it off tying it around my waist and tried to take my mind off the heat. And paid close attention to the rhythmic movements of the camel.

Many merchants continued to pass by. I grew thirsty. I fell onto the crook of the camels neck.

By this point my ass was in the air receiving a tan but it didn't matter.

I saw what looked like a beach. I heard the waves and saw the seagulls. We went towards the direction but every time we seemed to get close it drew farther.

A mirage.

The night was beginning to fall and I could tell my camel was getting tired.

I hopped off into the mound of sand and let it take sleeping position.

I took off my scarf and laid it out across the sand next to the camel.

It was getting chilly.

It began to snore. My nigga camee was out he was tired.

I began to fall in and out of consciousness.