Amori is a 21-year-old girl focused on accomplishing her goals. What will happen when she finally lay eyes on her Stokeley, who she's been talking to for 5 years? Will they fall in love? Will it ruin their bond? Will she get scared and run?
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I've been packing my bag and the more I think about my life as of the past months, I feel like a nomad. I was just a college girl like Moesha, now I'm living like a 21-year-old with all these responsibilities. I kind of feel weird. I've gotten so used to doing everything for a purpose. I work hard and I go to school in hopes of living comfortably in the future. It's weird being able to relax and act my age.
I packed my bag and Stokeley was packing his as well. It's May 29th and their first date is in two days in Houston. We're flying in today because why not. I've never been to Houston so I'm glad to be going to places I've never been to.
"Babygirl."
"Huh?"
"You're overthinking again. Are you sure you wanna come on tour with us?"
"Of course I want to come. I've just never traveled this much and it's all weird." I was folding my clothes neatly and placing them in my suitcase and bag.
"What's weird?"
"Just being able to live carefreely. I'm not used to being able to do what I want and what I please."
"That's because you're always so focused on the future and you need to just live in the moment for once. For some people that can be dangerous but your smart and you never make reckless decisions. You need to trust yourself."
"I guess you're right. It's crazy how I don't have a busy schedule like I always do." He had began walking toward me and grabbed my face.
"You need to just trust me and yourself. You're gonna always be safe when you're with me. I'm glad I'm able to let you stop working yourself so hard. Just relax okay, and trust me."
We were staring deeply into each other's eyes, "I do trust you, baby." Looking in his eyes made me feel warm inside like hot honey. His eyes have serious powers and make me feel better with ease.
He bent down and pecked my lips slowly. His soft lips felt so good and I, of course, kissed him back. The kiss got gradually deeper and I opened my mouth ajar enough for him to insert his tongue. Our tongues gently played around. My hands were now on his face and his hands made their way to my waist.
"You better stop kissing me like this before my dick gets hard. You know we can't do anything since you're on your period."
I ended this kiss by pecking his lips and I could tell his gratitude by the look on his face. "Thank you, princess. I can't kiss you too long without wanting more of you and I can't right now. So I'm trying to calm down."
I sighed and went in to hug him. I hate periods, always ruining the fun. Fuck Bloody Mary mad ass. She jealous she ain't got no dick.
As we hugged tightly I spoke, "Periods suck but at least I know I'm not pregnant."
"Yay," he commented dryly.
"You know I'm not getting pregnant anytime soon so I don't know why you sounding sad." I let go of the hug to get a better look at his face. He genuinely looked sad.
