Chapter 2:
Behind The Scenes
De'Vaun 'Slime' Point of View"Damn babe, do I have to leave now?"??? asked me as she slides back on her VS thong.
I nodded my head, not saying a word.
"Oh so now you ignoring me huh? After I gave you some of this bomb ass pussy? Bet."
I shook my head.
"Leave me alone, Keisha. You is irritating the fuck outta me yo."I zipped my jeans back up and rubbed the back of my neck.
She rolled her eyes and walked over to me. Her black bra matching her perfect size titties with her thong on is driving me crazy.. again. She pushed me back on the bed. I'm not making any contact at her, just at her chest.
"Come on baby. I know you don't want to hurt that little girl but you need a real woman in your life. Not no fresh ass little grown kid."she kissed my cheek.
I pushed her off of me and watched her fall onto the floor.
"Listen shawty, don't nobody come between my best friend and I don't care how good yo pussy is."I told her as Keisha grew a hissy fit.
"Then lose my number."
"I'm not losing it. I'm still ya friend shawt-"
"I don't want just a friendship,"Keisha said as she puts on the rest of her sweatsuit. "I want a REAL man so hit me up when you ready to fill in that place."she kissed my lips softly before walking out my room and eventually out of my house.
I sighed.
Damn if I knew being this fine would have a price, I would've stayed ugly as fuck. It's already the morning and I barely slept a wink with Keisha being over here. That girl knows how to throw neck. Small as fuck and can do all types of freaky shit.. I might need to consider our relationship.
Anyways... I decided to call Sim and see what's going on with her.
She answered quickly.
"Hello?"
"Nigga what? It's early and you steady calling my phone like damn I had a good ass dream about my man."I laughed at her comment.
"Sim I miss you and can I come over?"
She huffed over the phone.
"Come on and you better call me again 'cause my ass might be knocked out."
I laughed and hung up the phone.
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"Sim Sim Sim Sim!"I started to shake her to wake her up.
"Hmmmm?"
"Get up you're drooling on my chest."she woke up and looked up at me.
I laughed. Yes she was laying on my chest. As soon as I walked in the house I got in her bed and I gusss she thought i was her pillow so she laid on me. She so cute when she sleep with her little snoring self.
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Don't Judge Me : Book One
ChickLitSimonee Morris, a rebellious 18 yr old, is tryna make a living for herself in Detroit, Michigan. The brand new 18 has a lot on her mind and she's not going to let anyone back her down. After struggling with the fact that her father disowned her, she...