I haven't had a drop of liquor tonight so I couldn't blame it on the alcohol.
Can't nobody tell me that Lauren didn't put a root on my ass when we first got together because I don't know how else to explain what it is about that fucking girl that makes me weak.
I know a lot of men feel as if once they've had a baby by a woman that they're guaranteed pussy for life, and I cant say I agree with that cause Lauren definitely Stingy with her shit.
Guaranteed seeing Lauren naked that day did something to me, but I never had any intentions of going there with her as far as fucking.
The feelings I have for Lauren run deep and I carry her differently than I've done other chicks I've fucked on a whim.
With them, I can easily go on about my life, but not her.
Honestly, I think it's possible to be addicted to a person the same way people become addicted to drugs, alcohol, and even gambling.
Lauren used to make me feel good all over one minute, also like drugs, but at the same token I've had moments where I regretted ever laying eyes on her because I don't like for anything, or anyone, to have that kind of control over me.
I guess I care about India, but never will I ever allow another woman to get close to my heart ever again. I absolutely refuse to even let Lauren put it back in motion.
"Hey unc" Lil Sam spoke as I walked through the front door.
"What's up man?" I tossed my keys on the stand in the foyer.
"You did a good job on the garage. Did you clean out those two trash cans outside?"
"Yes sir." He followed me into the kitchen.
"I cleaned all of the ones in the house too." I opened the refrigerator to get me a water and I noticed the 12 pack I bought for me was reduced to 6.
"Who been drinking my water? You?" I asked taking the top off the bottle.
"Naw unc, I swear." He put his hands up defensively.
"That was Ms. India." I chuckled.
"Damn, it ain't that serious. It's just water. I just asked." I laughed.
"Aight." I dug into my pocket and gave him a hundred dollar bill.
"What's this for?" He asked looking at the money in his hand.
"A man should never walk around with no money in his pocket."
"Thanks" he said smiling as if he just won some money from playing the lottery.
"You do what you supposed to do at home and ima keep hitting you off but the minute you fuck up ima take all that shit back."
I chugged the rest of my water, threw the bottle in the trash can, and then went in the refrigerator for another one. I was trying to get my mind right before I went upstairs to India.
"Why you drinking all that water?" Sam laughed.
"Don't worry bout me" he shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright my bad, I'm just tryna see wassup cause you bucking them bitches." I chuckled.
"You funny and watch your mouth." I threw that bottle in the trash and headed upstairs.
"Wait unc..." I stopped on the third step.
"You talked to my daddy?" He asked pushing the chair in at the table.
"Oh yea, he coming to get you tomorrow so y'all can spend some time together." I said fixing my watch.
