Hera's Diary

F O N D

I reached home around 12:30 pm. I played it cool leaving from Dunkin Donuts, I called an Uber to come get me before Malik offered to drive me. Me being me , I kindly declined even though I would've loved to suck him off while he drove me home.. sigh. We exchanged snaps & he waited for my Uber to come before he drove off in his black Mustang with red interior.

During the ride home , he sends me a snap of him driving asking me if there was somewhere specific I'd like to go for a "date"..  I thought long & hard on where I'd want to be with this man. " Damn...wtf.." , I said cluelessly to myself. When I finally reached home after 15 mins, I got comfortable quick & stripped everything off - throwing my clothes straight in the laundry room & walked my filthy naked , sinful ass to the shower.

My bathroom started to feel like a sauna, just the way I like it. I set up my speaker & played my shower playlist on shuffle, starting with "Hey There!" by Dej Loaf ft. Future.. Coincidence. I rolled my eyes & hopped in my hot ass shower , soaking my thick curly hair & lathering myself up in Eucalyptus soap. As I'm feeling all my curves & edges, it's almost as if Leek is touching me..

"Lol , I see what ya did there ." , I said to myself. "Leek" . I liked that. I wondered what was it about his aura that made me feel as if he was welcoming.. Clearly he's a hood nigga. He seems to always check his surroundings & he's observant. I couldn't get my eyes off him , his essence pulled me in without warning.. Dangerous. Trouble ? I liked it. As I'm fantasizing about him standing behind me with his big strong but soft hands caressing my boobs & twirling his fingers around my nipple rings, I was rudely interrupted by my best friend CeCe rushing to the toilet.

" Well Hi . " , I said dryly poking my head out the shower staring right at her taking a shit. Sis looked like she was having a hard time there. "Bro, theres some type of laxative in the grabba." , she said straining & still smoking - fucking up my my fantasy with her shitty ass. Shower over.

"Ighttttt Ima head out" , I say as I'm grabbing my pink towel & wrapping it around me.  "Hold tf on" , she says to me outing her blunt getting all animated , " It don't take you 3 hours to get coffee bitch. And WHERE is my onion bagel ?!"  Dammit. I knew I forgot something.

"If it makes you feel any better, at least I waited for it. I ended up getting distracted...." , I said trying to defending myself but couldn't help myself from laughing. 

"Rah , you had ONE job & it was to return with my bagel. We have mad chops to make & I am forced to starve." , she said in her spoiled rich bitch voice being dramatic as ever.

Not sure exactly HOW I wanted to say it but I ended up blurting , " I just got dick in a public bathroom. I'll get you another. "

There's a pause for a moment as she's looking at me like I betrayed her , I wondered if she heard me correctly till she said "SOOOOOO Dunkin Donuts serves dick now instead of bagels ? Because I deadass don't understand." 

This difficult fat bitch here. I grabbed the lotion from the sink & headed out , ignoring her whining. We've been best friends since 8th grade , living together for 2 years. Our friendship was born the day these group of men were trying to catch my attention & started following me halfway up the 30 block till Cece saw me & sped around  the corner , grabbing  my arm & pretended to be my obsessed lesbian lover. Since that day , she's been my spoiled day uno.

I get to my room to lotion myself down & put my hair up in a messy bun. I began to roll up before I go out to handle business with CeCe. In mid blunt of me rolling , I get another snap from Leek sending me a pic of some fancy ass lookin salad with walnuts & shit in it. Asking me , " You like to eat ? " ..  I quickly responded & let him know I was definitely not one of them salad eating bitches , sending him a picture of hot wings & ribs I made a few weeks ago. I asked him if he can cook, he replied saying he "bakes".... My type of Man.

I lit my blunt & began to get dressed. Looking at myself in the mirror , I can see the trail of hickies this man left on my neck to my shoulders.. CeCe barges in, again, to smoke with me & finally addressing what I said... noticing my hickies.
"Ight bitch What's his name ? " , she asked as I passed her the blunt. I imagined his hand wrapped around my neck as he's grabbing one of my boobs with the other standing behind me in the mirror, almost feeling able to smell him again.. "Malik. He bakes. What's ya plans this weekend?" , I asked her turning away from the mirror trying to remain focus & continue getting dressed. " Thinking bout having company. "