The look in his eyes...

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This dude frigging left me in this huge house with nothing to eat, this is the fourth time I'm having a rumbling in my tumbling .... Yeah sue me I still watch winnie the Pooh , I made my way downstairs . Then placed an other for some pizza , picked up my phone stalking my fave celebrity , and a few college mate , just then the door creaked open  .... Take cover , laying flat behind the couch...

Devontae, walks in with pretty petite blonde

(I feel bad right now not all blonde's are this way. Huge stereotype , no offense though)

with a tight black dress and I wondered how she got into the dress in the first place stoping at her mid thigh , practically sucking on each other's faces, their hands practically touching everywhere tryna take off each other's clothes, was it weird that I found this funny , when Devontae said in low husky voice " daddy's gonna make you feel good" I lost it I found myself laughing uncontrollably.

Nice one Oma now you've got an audience , she quickly adjusted her clothes shouting a few curses before stomping out of the house.

I pretend like Devon wasn't looking at me like a predeator about to hunt done it's prey , and crawled my way quickly back to the stairs before I could make it a pair of strong hands brought me to my feet.

I turned around and the look in his eyes told me I was dead and long gone . RIP OMA .

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