Carmen Davis works at a Suicide Hotline Company, where people take calls from people all around the world that have problems, and thinks of suicide. One day she takes a call from a young boy, Kentrell Gaulden. And somehow, they manage to connect.
~| Baton Rouge, Louisiana |~ ~| Same Day |~ ~| Carmen House |~
~| Kentrell DeSean Gaulden |~
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As we kissed, I pressed my dick up against her as she let out a soft moan.
Going down to her neck, I kissed down her neck, slowly sucking against her skin.
Just as I was doing that, I felt her hand slide down to my pants.
Pulling away, I bit my my lip as I started to take off her pants.
See now she gotta finish what she started.
She kissed me this time, Ian do shit.
"N-no wait, I'm not sure I should be doing this." I heard her mumble.
Is she rejecting me?
ME?
"If you ain't wanna do it, why kiss me?" I asked.
All she did was shrug.
Carmen a grown ass lady but be confusing me.
What be going through her head?
"Why you making this hard? Lemme show you that you don't need that nigga." I said.
If she don't stop playing wimme, imma slap her with my dick.
Maybe she'll shut the fuck up.
Like damn, how the hell you gone lead me on like that?
"Well it sounds good, but I can't. I just can't cheat on him." She sighed.
"But didn't he cheat on you before? Can't you get him back?" I asked.
"That's not the point. Don't you have a girlfriend?" She titled her head.
"That's not the point either." I shrugged. "Don't worry about her."
"If I even let you, that would make me a cheater, and a side piece. I'm not being neither." She shooked her head, pushing me back as she got up pulling her pants up and putting on her shirt.
I smacked my lips.
"Carmen you tripping." I shooked my head as I followed her into the bedroom. "Why you so scared?"
"I'm not scared." She laughed. ""I'm a grown ass women, what I gotta be scared of?"
"My dick." I chuckled.
"Mhmmm." She mumbled to herself as she took out some changing clothes.
I decided to sit on her bed, watching her.
Before anyone of us could say something, I heard a knock on the door.
"If that's Iyanna, tell her to come back later. Ion want company." Carmen mumbled as she walked into the bathroom.
