Love Square

BFFs?

"So babe it seems like you and Rich wife hit it off." Show yelled from the bedroom. Remy had just sent a text to Priscilla confirming for her to lock her in for an appointment. "Boy I just put Onyx down, please stop yelling. But yeah we did, she does hair. I made an appointment." Remy said standing at the threshold. "That's wassup but don't let your valley princesses find out you getting ya hair done by a real sista." Show laughed as he sealed the blunt closed with his tongue and lips that Remy found irresistible. "I know they from Brooklyn, she might cut me if I don't come get it done." The couple laughed. "Here babe hit this." Remy knew the only reason Show wanted her to hit the blunt was because she got freaky off the exotics. "You just tryna get your dick sucked Show." "So what? Daddy can't get head no more?" Show said he stood in front of his wife as she sat on the bed. He dropped his Amiri jeans to reveal the bulge inside his Versace boxers. "Baby you can always get whatever... you... want." Remy kissed his manhood as she said each word. Slowly the room filled with smoke as Remy took Show all the way inside her mouth until she gagged. "I love when you do that shit. I love everything you do." Show spoke lowly.
Show drifted off and it was about 11:45pm when Remy received a text. Thinking it was awfully late, she viewed her phone.
Priscilla: Wyd
Remy: Watching tv wyd
Remy found the text peculiar but understood Priscilla was in a new town and probably needed friends.
Priscilla: Making a wig. I have to do some shopping tomorrow. Are you free to come with?
Remy did socialize with many women in LA but she couldn't call any a friend. She thought about a budding friendship with Priscilla and welcomed the idea.
Remy: Sure, where should we meet?
Priscilla: Rodeo girl! Where else?!