PON Di POLE (PAUSED)

PON Di POLE (PAUSED)

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Nezera Collins meet her favorite artist and he took interest in her . _______________________________________________________ ________ Seeing her on tiktok watching dah batty mn deh name derrick I hissed my teeth wrapping my hands around her waist which was super small she looked at me den blush looking away "Skip dah video deh nuh nuh mn why yah watch dah batty mn deh " she looked at me gasping " cyah uncle derrick yah bash suh " she rolled her eyes at me " wah mi gi yuh a real reason fi a roll dem " She push me off real fast then heard our number called she went up to the employee following her she told the server what she was and I do the same to the other server after that we went up the counter getting our food and juices I looked on my food seeing there was a paper on it I looked and it was a phone number then and text said text me I can suck it clean i took it off crushing it up walking over to the garage bin dashing it away shaking my head 🧠:Ppl fi put price pon dem pussy mon It mia seh too dawg dem and get toooo shameless dem need fi stop it getting back into my car I drove off to her house letting her off in front of her gate she took up her bag and food and got out the car I did the same seeing her opening her gate about to get it in I said " Cyah get a hug before yuh gwan " she turned around rolling her eyes at me she walked over and hug me " weh mi will give yuh a reason fi roll dem " I grab her ass kissing her in the cheek and let go she said by and walk in to her house then closing the door I just smiled and drove off 🧠:Dawg a smile first mia see dis from mi born Vaxmpi Anything typing mistakes in the book it's because I type fast 🗣️🙏🏽‼️ †
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Being in love with your best friend isn't the ideal life situation but for Zora, it's her only life situation. Secretly harboring her feelings for her best friend, Sierra, Zora pours her emotions into her journal in the form of poetry. After years of keeping her attraction for her friend at bay and trying to deny her feelings by forcing herself to love a boy who unconditionally loves her, Zora's favorite emotional outlet becomes the cause of her life falling apart as the truth finally comes out. ***** It was happening again. It was dark, sunset, I waited for her to be done with volleyball practice 'because she was my ride'. Somehow we wandered from the gym to the football field and we were sitting at the very top of the bleachers staring at each other. Her dark hair mirrored the direction of the wind, the setting sun being replaced by the brightness of her smile. We were sitting so close I could feel her warmth. It was an unusual situation. Friends don't do this. We held eye contact for a long time before I couldn't take it anymore and just closed my eyes. It wasn't real, she was just my friend. Then, I felt her tuck a strand of my curly hair behind my ear. That with the chill of the night sent shivers down my spine and a swarm of butterflies attacked my stomach. I reopened my eyes. If she didn't want me, why did she look at me that way? I held her hand and I held it for so long because I didn't know if we'd have another moment like this. We talk and laugh and she tells me I'm pretty and I ask her if she'd just noticed that and we laugh again. I realize the feelings I felt in that moment were not just the intense feelings of attraction that I felt every time I was with her. Warmth flooded to my face and if it wasn't for my dark complexion, my blush would be noticeable. I look into her dark-colored eyes and I come to the conclusion that I'm royally fucked and I'm probably also in love.

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