My boon companion.

(34) Bitter sweet

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I handed Trina a note to come upstairs to meet me in 45 minutes from now. Her face had a big flabby smirk at my comment. I don't care if I'm fat shaming, but looking at her walrus-looking self motivated me to go gym more for myself. I know my body looks nowhere near that, but the thought made me twitch.

Marmae had about four glasses of wine and already began to feel tipsy. This was worrying as it could jeopardise our plan. She led me to garden, where we greeted some other vague faces. We went to the furthest corner to keep to ourselves.

"Are you feeling ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, really good. But don't let me drink anymore." She laughed and raised her glass.

I shook my head in respond, not knowing how to feel. So she should enjoy herself, but at the same time I don't want to have to watch her, though she is a responsible adult. I just want us to come away from this shit to go towards something.

Some slow dancehall songs began to play. Marmae put her drink in the ground and stood up. I just watched as she began whining her waist in a circular motion. Wow, now didn't she have the courage. From behind her, everyone began to whine and grind on each other.

"Come." She pointed her finger at me and curled it, motioning towards herself.

"No." I chuckled at my bold, ebony queen.

She scoffed before grabbing my hand and attempting to pull me. I got up before she hurt herself trying, and let out a deep sigh. The song, Wine Slow- by Gyptian, came on. I liked this song. Not caring about our surroundings, Marmae turned so her back was facing me. She then began to wine slowly on my crotch. I wasn't just going to stand there like a white man who didn't know how to control a wine, I was more seasoned than that.
I slowly matched her movements, by moving my hips in the same motion as hers. I gently gripped onto her waist, keeping her steady as she began to tick toc, tick toc, tick toc, tick and bruk it, set it, bruk it, set it and do the 6:30 (dancehall moves). She was really feeling herself, well more like me really feeling her and it was great.
She then turned around so we were facing. I pecked her lips, not caring if there was makeup on them. As the next song, Slow Wine, came on I wrapped my arms around her waist. With her perfect hands she wiped the stain left on my face, in regards to her makeup.

"Thank you baby." I smiled, wanting to kiss her again.

"No problemo." She smiled, a beautiful smile.

I wanted to take her her home to love her up, but now I needed to deal with our business.

"Baby, I have to sort out some shit. Don't drink too much, please." I put my hand together in a pleasing motion and she nodded, shooing me off.

As I walked towards the back door, her creepy ass brother was just standing there glaring, but I pretended to not see him. Like what the hell!

*BOOM*

Shots fired. Screams throughout the abode. I couldn't help but smell blood, feel a paining sensation and start to go dizzy.

Shit!

Sorry for the slow/short update
(Jw do yall prefer longer or shorter chapters?)
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