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February 18, 2012

His touches were delicate and his kisses were pure, something about being with him made me feel secure. Who knew from our secret flirtatious moments that I would be in this furnitureless apartment, with this mysterious man; who was sending electricity down my spine just by his soft fingers grazing my leg as his eyes spoke to my soul. How did I get here? I thought, as our lips met again. His lips were so juicy and smooth. Someone pinch me, Zori Rain wake up because you are dreaming. I scanned the room taking in all the romance; dimmed lights, candles, fruits, and rose petals everywhere, what a lovely ambiance. A glass of wine would’ve complimented the evening well, but he was not going to buy me any since I am underage…barely.

I remember the first time I saw him, he walked in the house with my cousin. His family member was one of my favorite people; I really loved his energy. I was asked if I remembered him from years ago; listen, a face like that is unforgettable, so there was no way that we were introduced before. Dalmar was very handsome; skin dipped in caramel brown, tall-athletic built, almonds light brown-eyes, and a breathtaking smile with a beauty mark on his face. Given that our families were close, I saw him plenty of times when I was around my dad’s side of the family. He was at cookouts, reunions, any family event. As time flew by, we became friends. We would text and send jokes. Not going to lie, I started to develop a crush on him, but I knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere, since I was looked at as the little sister of the group. Ugh. So, I knew I was pretty much in the friend zone, so I went on about my life while leaving a little space for him in my heart.

One day after being around him, things got a bit flirtatious. I don’t know if he was testing me, but I did enjoy our friendly banter. Therefore, our texts became more frequent and more personal. It was a safe and vulnerable place for the both of us. Normally, when I was in town from school, I would let him know. I knew I would see him, but he asked if I wanted to hang out…ALONE. Say what now? We have never had alone time. What does he have up his sleeve? Of course, we can hang out, he had to work that night, but he was going to come get me the next day. That day, I wore a high-low tight fitted sundress, showing all of these curves; there was no way he was going to see me as his little sister tonight. I told him to text me when he got to the house because I didn’t want anyone to see him. When I received the text, I sprayed some perfume, hit the lips with some gloss, and winked at myself in the mirror, while grabbing my keys to head out. When I got in the car, we hugged. He took a couple of sniffs enjoying my perfume, he said he liked it, along with my outfit. Yessir, this is a grown lady in the car with you.

“Zori, did you hear me?” He must have said something while I was zoned out, taking everything in.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I asked, trying to contain myself.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” He asked, flashing his smile that made me want to melt in his arms.

“I am. How about you?” I sipped my lemonade, trying to quench my thirst. Zori, get it together girl, I demand my thoughts, which were undressing him. I had to get up and walk around. He followed suit.

“Good. I enjoy hanging out with you.” He stood behind, looking over my shoulder out the window. “I am also enjoying the view.”

“Well you don’t look too bad yourself.” I complimented, while sizing him up and down. I needed to sit back down because my knees were getting weak.

“This is a nice change of things.”

“Yeah, normally we are in a different setting. You know with my family and your friends around.” I joked and chuckled.

“Touche. So, what is going through that head of yours?” He inquisitively stated, licking his lips. I didn’t know if his lips were chapped or if he tried to seduce me, but either way I liked it.

“What do you think?” I teased by biting into a strawberry, I can keep up. His eyes were fixated on my lips.

“He is so fine. I can’t wait to get him in that room?” He mimicked, which was terrible by the way. My voice is not that high pitched.

“You mean the room with no bed. I am good off of that.” I sassed, we both laughed.

“I don’t know why this dude doesn't have any furniture, he might be a minimalist.” He defended, but I was not buying what he was selling. Dude had NO furniture. Not even a chair in the room. I wonder how many women Tim brings back to this place, or does he rent furniture when they come over.

“Too busy paying for eHarmony?” I suggested, shrugging my shoulders.

“Wow. That is cold!” He gawked.

“I know. Not going to lie, I am surprised by all of this.” I got us back on subject because I didn’t want to keep talking about Tim and his furnitureless apartment

“Why? We hung out.” He leaned in closer, moving my hair out of my face.

“Well, our families have always been close and this is the first time you’ve looked at me this way.” I explained, tilting my head to the left.

“Is that what you think?”

“Touche. That’s what I assumed. However, you are a semi-intelligent man. I know you knew I had a crush on you.” I elaborated.

“I did.” He acknowledged, nodding his head.

“So, you were playing games.” I implied, I scooted away from him. He placed his hand over mine, forcing eye contact between us.

“No. Like you said our families are close. Just didn’t want to cross any lines.” He explained, moving closer to me.

“Kissing me the way you are…it’s definitely blurring lines for… me.” I confessed, there was no reason to be shy about it. I was the truth.

“You mean like this,” Our lips met again and he pulled me on top of him, allowing me to feel his hardness and I was not disappointed.

“Dalmar, what are we doing?” I questioned, there was no way that we were going to move forward with anything without some clear “lines.”

“What do you mean?” He continued to kiss my neck, drawing me into his seductive vortex until I nudged him away.

“Stop playing with me, if anything happens tonight. No one can know.” I expressed my concern.

“I don't kiss and tell.” He attempted to console my crazy thoughts.

“I hear you, but I am telling you. NO ONE can know. If this gets back to my dad or even…” His lips silenced me.

“Listen, I got you. As far as I know, you are a good girl.” He reassured with a playful wink, then continued with his embraces.

“Right. And what did you tell Tim, when you asked to use his apartment?” I needed to know, my paranoia was clouding my thoughts.

“I am entertaining a lady friend.” he didn’t hesitate.

“A Lady Friend? How many women do you bring up here?” I pulled away because I wanted to look him in the eyes.

“None. That’s why he was cool with it.” I shrugged it off. “Listen, if you want me to take you back home, then I can. No pressure, I would never do that; but from what I can feel and see in your eyes. You are craving me, just as bad as I am craving you.” He grinned, creating a new level of desire for him.

“Craving?” I mouthed. He was bewitching, with a tight game. I felt his hand glide up my thigh under my dress.

“Your panties are soaked. So, I can say with complete confidence-” I could feel his fingers inside, “-that you are most definitely craving me. Like I am craving every part of you.” He licked his finger. His luscious touch, had me vulnerable and throbbing below. He slid his finger back in, causing my back to arched as his tongue traveled down my body.

“Mmmhmm.” I tried to contain myself.

“Just tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it. It’s your world and I am just visiting.” he picked me and placed me against the wall.

I love when a man is in control. I unbuckled his pants, as he hiked up my dress, removing my black lace panties. I grabbed on to the curtain rod as he entered, sending me on a passionate ecstasy of pleasure wave. I floated with each thrust, and his body synced with mine; creating the perfect rhythm that couldn’t be duplicated. He touched places that my body has never experienced. I didn’t even know what was going on, but I was enjoying every inch of him. He was an intoxicating high that I never had and I wanted more and more, the deeper and deeper he entered. I was in his sexual abyss and didn’t want to leave. Honestly, it felt like an out of body encounter because I had no control. Juices ran down my leg, from cumming over and over. He was a g-spot master, more like the pussy whisper. Our bodies collided and our connection was profound. My pussy openly told him all her needs and secrets, because he was pleasuring her in a different realm. Things took a turn when in the midst of this high vibration, he said something that threw me off, “What’s Up?”

I ignored it because I thought I was hearing things. It could be possible because this was an unfamiliar encounter that I have ever experienced. Nope, I heard it again. “What’s Up.”

Umm, where in the hell did that come from and why would you ruin the moment like that? I pondered. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know what to say back. I didn’t know if that was a code word or what. I tried to ignore it, but he was staring at me, which turned things awkward. Maybe it meant he was about to cum because he quickly yanked back. Well, that was eventful, as I laid there in silence; still feeling like I was in a whirlwind. My body was playing catch up, from the pleasure because I was still cumming after it was over. Once my body settled, he passionately kissed me. Even though I really enjoyed it, there was no way this could happen again because that type of sex was addictive and dangerous. My pussy would crave him all the time and we live in different cities. There was no way this was going to work out and be healthy. I jumped in the shower, in there I took a moment of silence and apologized to my girl because that was a ride, we would never ride again.

Once I got out, he was waiting for me, smiling. When his hand touched my body, I almost melted to the floor, but I was not going down like that, so I held my composure…the best I could. Yep, I need to go home because He would have me busting it wide open all over this furnitureless apartment again and there is not enough time left in the day; plus, I am sure that Tim wanted to come home.

“So now what?” He stepped closer to me. I pushed him back, shaking my head.

“Please don’t start.”

“Don’t start what.” He teased, holding my lace black panites in his hand.

“I was wondering where they went.” I snickered.

He placed them in his pocket, biting his bottom lip “They are mine now.”

“It’s time for me to go home now.” I suggested, grabbing my jacket and keys.

“It’s like that.” he threw up his hands, surrendering.

“Most definitely.” I said with a salacious winked, walking out the door.

He drove me back home, the ride to my house felt shorter than the ride from my house. I was not complaining because I really needed to get away from this man before I jumped on him in the car. My body was acting like a horny sex addict. It seemed like he knew because he placed his hand on my leg. I tried to ignore the hand and continued talking about life. When we pulled up to my house, my inner body leaped for joy. We hugged.

“So, when can we do this again?” he asked, face plastered with delight.

I lied through my smile, “Soon. I’ll let you know.” I shut the door, then placed my head in the window. “Our secret.” I said holding my pinky out. He locked his pinky with mine.

“Our secret.” He agreed. Our eyes were deadlocked. Blinking to break the overwhelming feeling to get back to him.

“Text me when you get home.”

“You will be asleep,” he argued.

“Text me.” I demanded.

“I will. Good night.” He said before pulling off.

“Night, Dalmar.” I veered away with weak legs, but I gathered the strength to continue up the driveway with my sexy walk, as he watched this voluptuous ass.

I waved him goodbye and passed out on the bed. I kept my promise and stayed up until he texted me back, saying he got home. I got in bed replaying the night because I was in disbelief that all of that happened. What a night, some secrets are good secrets!

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NEW ENTRY 4: IF I WAS YOUR BEST FRIEND BY: LOTTIE

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New Entry Posted: Just A Friend By: JJ

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HOT BOY SUMMER TAKEOVER 🔥🔥

Catch of the Day By: King

Man, never again, I thought to myself as driving on the lonely highway to Deacon’s house. After realizing I wasted my time with this chick, I was not thrilled I didn’t make it to the first party, even with the fight and police being called.

Why do you keep doing this to yourself, I contemplated while replaying the recent activities in my mind. I was still stunned, but my main mission was to get to this party. While waiting at the stop light, I saw my cousin, Remy's ex, and her friends waiting at the bus stop. I rolled up my windows because I didn’t have the energy for her today. Plus, I didn’t think it would be a good idea to bring her to Deacon’s house knowing that Remy would be there, given that I needed to talk to him and she would be a distraction.

As I pulled off, we made eye-contact; without hesitation I turned off my phone. Nope! Not after the night that I had. Today somebody was liable to see me get way out of character. I was in a disrespectful mood. My nerves are shot and I need my herb medicine.

Finally, I made it to Deacon’s house. As I turned into the drive-way, I peeped my homie Remy and Hakeem chopping it up on the porch. Thank God because I did not want to be around a lot of people; and they were the two dudes I needed to talk to. Since they are my homies, I knew they wanted to know how the night with ol’ girl went. I should’ve downplayed the situation, but my mouth stays getting me in trouble.

I sat in the car for a minute to collect my thoughts. Man, I already know they’re not going to believe me when I tell them what happened. Shit, if I wasn't there, I wouldn’t believe it myself. Sitting in the car, I was still traumatized. I think this is God’s way of punishing me for being shallow. Big Man, I heard you loud and clear. When I finally mustered up enough courage to get out of the car, here comes Deacon and Trayce with the blowing herbs. My brothers were just in time, so I jumped in rotation and hit the blunt a couple of times. Cough cough.

"That shit is strong." I said winded, as Deacon snatched it out of my hand.

"Nigga, you know better. You wait your turn." Deacon fussed, as he took a couple of hits.

"Man, I had a hell of a night. My nerves are shot." I explained, hitting my chest.

"So, what happened with the little internet booty?" Traycee chimed in, smirking. All of their ears were perked up, ready to hear about my night. Normally, I was the guy with the wild and exciting experiences, so I always had a good story to share. Yeah, I thought it was going to be a great night too, tragically it was everything but.

"Bruhhhhhh, you won't believe this shit." I fumed.

During Richie's Party

After hanging up on Remy, I was annoyed. I don't know why I even called that fool. He has been clowning me since I told him about Dorothy. She is a girl I met on Facebook because she slid in my DMs as a fan. Next thing, we went from the inbox to texting each other regularly. From our conversations, she let me know she was down for whatever, whenever but we never hooked up. She was playing a little hard to get; however, she was fine with teasing by sending sexy pictures. Yet, a few pictures seemed suspicious because it was always in the dark. Last week, she sent me a video of her pleasuring herself. Not going to lie, I was starting to get annoyed with the games because I never had to work so hard to get some and I was not going to start now. So, I ignored her Monday because I'm not here for the high school games. If she wanted someone to give blue balls to then she could find another simp. One thing about me, I will ghost in a minute. So this morning, I got the text.

WANT TO HANG OUT TONIGHT?? -Dorothy

YOU STILL TEASING?? -Me

NO, TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT!! -Dorothy

KOO. SEND ME THE ADDRESS. -Me

She hits me back with the address. I took a shower and decided to skip pregaming with the fellas to go see her. After getting dressed, I hopped in my black Charger, put the address in the GPS, and made my way to her dorm. I didn't want to make a big spectacle, so I told her to come to the car; I wanted to feel her out first, so my plan was to drive around and chill out. Hell, might even go back to my place if she wanted. On my way, she sent me a picture of her in her bra and panties. I guess she thought that would motivate me to speed and run red lights, but I’m not thirsty. Furthermore, I started to get suspicious again because she sent another picture and her face was blurry. I'm assuming either she takes horrible selfies or there is a chance she is blurring the face on purpose. Either way, she couldn't hide it for long because I was not that far from the dorm. Three minutes to be exact. When I was about to hit the corner, I told her to make her way down because I was almost there.

Slowly pulling into the parking lot in front of the dorm, there were a few girls huddling up in a circle. I knew she was the one with the back towards me because I recognize that ass; since, I have enough of those ass shots in the phone. I blew the horn, which scared her, causing her to drop her phone. When she turned towards me, I almost pulled off. I had to rub my eyes because this chick looked nothing like the girl I've been talking to. I was wrong, she knew how to take selfies and knew how to do the right angles. From this angle, I was not impressed. I was very disappointed. I pulled out my phone and checked her profile again. She got in the car smiling and acting shy. I am being punk’d right now. There is no way this is the same girl. I tried my best to hide my disdain with a half smile. I could feel her looking at me, so I put on some music, killing the awkward silence. We drove around for a minute, so I could strategize how to deal with this situation. I should take her back home, but I am curious if she is about that life she claims. The wrong head won the battles. Finally, parked by the library. She kept smiling at me. A part of me was wondering what all that smiling was about. Maybe she was happy to be with me. I can dig that, even though I felt like she played me with the pictures. She asked if she could put on some music, I was like cool. I leaned my seat back and placed my hand on her knee. Then, I slowly moved my hand up her thigh and she stopped me. I'm respectful, so I didn't hesitate. However, I was getting annoyed. What the hell are we doing? She told me she was ready, yet we are over here playing red light green light.

"What are we doing?"

She giggled, "What do you mean, King?"

The fuck you mean what I mean, I rolled my eyes.

"Dorothy, you text me remember and now you act like you don't know what's up."

"Oh, so that's the only reason why you are with me." She sassed.

Yes. "All I'm saying is you text me. However, I'm not the type to force you to do anything. Yet, I'm not about to be playing games." I am a straight up type of guy.

"Well, I don't want you to think I'm easy." She placed her hand on my leg.

"Listen, I'm here just like you here. We are grown." I moved her hand on my dick. Game time is over. It was her turn to make a move and she did. She started to massage it, except it felt weird; like she didn't know what she was doing. How you don't know how to give a simple handjob, I questioned.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked.

She squeezed, and then licked my dick. "Hell no." She answered with a devilish grin, which scared me and my dick shriveled up. I didn't even want her touching me anymore. I tried to ease her hand off of it because I was turned off, but she yanked my shit.

"Hey." I hopped up in the seat.

"King, relax I'm about to take real good care of you." She commanded, kissing my cheek, "And you too big boy." she said in a creep baby voice, while kissing the head. Next thing I know, yanks and shoves my dick in her mouth. Normally, I like my woman aggressive, but she was deranged. She was slurping and gagging and laughing, while giving me head. I was flabbergasted and beyond uncomfortable. I kept trying to hint that I didn’t want this anymore, unfortunately she was too busy doing whatever this was. Things got worse when she started yelling at me to cum in her mouth and when I didn’t she kept slapping my dick. I was appalled, no words. I just laid back, closed my eyes, and waited until it was over. Finally, she stops. For a split second, I was overjoyed because it was over, until it was ruined by her throwing up on my pants. I was at a loss for words. I pushed open the door, slowly kicked off my shoes.

“Oh my gosh, I am sooo sorry. That big dick was choking me.” She tried to help as I pushed her hand away from me. What the fuck? You were choking because your goofy ass has poor gag reflexes, which caused you to throw up. I do not condone violence nor a man putting his hands on a woman, so the best thing I could do is remove my pants and get out of the car. Luckily for me, her vomit was only on my bottoms and I always carry extra clothes with me in the trunk. Therefore, I popped open the trunk grabbing my other pair of shorts and slid them over my boxers. Next, I grabbed the disinfectant wipes and spray, wiped down my seat and inside of my car while ignoring her. She just sat there quietly. After sliding back on my shoes, I got back in the car tossing her a towel and slamming the door. I left those shorts where they were because I was not touching them. I started up the car and sped off. She was very apologetic; I didn’t want to hear it. I was livid and the best thing I could do was get her home…quickly. First, she catfished me. Then, she almost yanked my dick off. Last, she threw up on me while giving bad head. Yeah, I should’ve gone with my gut and bounced after seeing her face. When we got to her dorm, as she tried to hug me I pulled back. I didn’t even look at her. She said “Bye” and I turned up my music hightailing it out of there. I had to get to a shower quickly.

Present…

“After getting out of the shower, I got the call from Remy that y'all were coming here. And that was my eventful night.” As I slowly exhaled the smoke from my lungs.

The guys started laughing at me. I was pissed because I am trying to share something vulnerable with my brothers and here they are laughing at my pain.

“Did you get a picture of her? I know you got a picture of her.” Jay asked.

“No, Jay. I didn’t get a damn picture. See, this is why I don’t tell yall nothing. Y’all think everything is funny and a joke.” I got up from the porch swing, walking down the stairs.

“Our bad King. We are your brothers. But you can’t lie, that shit sounds like something from a horror movie.” Trayce explained.

“Right. Sorry you had to go through that.” Remy emphasized, while dabbing.

“I can’t believe she almost snatched your shit off and you didn’t whoop her ass.” Richie hissed.

“Bruh, you know I don’t condone violence.” I dismissed, shaking my head.

“I don’t either, but tonight-” Deacon cut Richie off mid sentence, seeing that his words were not landing with everyone.

“Don’t even finish that thought. You good, King?” Deacon questioned.

“It’s all good. I need a drink.” I placed my face in my hands. Deacon and Jay went in the

“Hey, man we all go through something.” Hakeem interjected.

“I never had a chick thr-”

“Shut up, Richie.” Trayce was annoyed. Richie surrendered and continued to sip on his drink.

“Like I was saying, the biggest thing you can take away from tonight is the lesson you learned.” Hakeem gave his words of wisdom.

“No more internet booty.” I laughed and they joined in. Jay and Deacon made their way back on the porch with cups and a bottle.

“See I got you, bruh.” Deacon handed out the cups, while Jay poured us all a shot. Remy got in the middle to make a toast.

“King, sorry about your lady friend. Even though this was a crazy ass night for a lot of us, including my run-in with my crazy ex.” Remy sighed.

“Be careful, that's my cousin.” I teased.

“Right, my bad bro. I do not want the sun to come up and not take the time to acknowledge why we are all here tonight. We have to celebrate our brother making it to the NBA. Trayce, do great things and never forget who you are. You made it brother. Salute.” Remy put his cup in the air.

“Salute.” We all followed suit, drinking our shots together.

“More importantly remember, NO INTERNET BOOTY.” Jay chimed in. We all laughed. This is what brotherhood is all about, celebrating and uplifting each other. We continued the night at Deacon’s drinking, playing cards, and having a chill time. This is how my night should’ve been all long, regrettably I was out here thinking with my dick. Dorothy texted me, before I opened her message, Hakeem words about “lesson learned” ringing in my head. I decided to delete the thread and blocked her.

I am done with these catfish hoes.

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HOT BOY SUMMER TAKEOVER

Loverboy by: Hakeem

“Hey babe.” She said enthusiastically on the other end of the phone. “I know you gettin’ ready for the party at Richie’s house, but I was on my way home for the summer and wanted to come see you if that’s okay.”

I could practically see her nervously chewing on her bottom lip waiting for my answer. But she shoulda known by now that I’d be down with any chance to spend time with her. “You know I’m not gonna say no. Bring that ass here girl!” It was corny, but she laughed anyway.

“You so damn corny sometimes.” She teased.

“And you love it, so whatever woman. What time are you slidin’ through?” I asked. I had told Jay we could go to the party at Richie’s together, but I knew I’d have to just come through later on.

“I’ll actually be there in like 15.” She replied.

“Cool. I love you.”

“Love you too Keem. Be there in a minute.” She said before hanging up.

I called Jay, who had to clown a lil when I told him I would be going late, but I knew it was just a matter of time before the kid met his match. Hell, it wasn’t that long ago that I was just like him….

Until I met her.

Not to say I was just wildin’ out, but there was a time I was single… and I did single shit. But then, I met a girl that made me chill out. Both Lyrica and I were about to be Juniors, and she was in the nursing program, so our time together was limited. We make it work though. I had met her my senior year of high school, though at the time I was on my single shit. It wasn’t until we saw each other again during the Spring semester of my freshman year that I realized something was there. Something worth exploring.

We had already made plans for when I made it back to home in a week, but I was happy I got to see her early. Unlike some of my teammates, my dick stayed in my pants, unless my shorty was the one pulling it out. I raced into my room, having jumped out of the shower before I got her call, and put on some basketball shorts and nothing else. I made sure to put on some lotion because a chocolate nigga like me would look ashy without it, summer time or not. I swiped a hand over the waves on top of my head before going downstairs to whip up something real quick before she got here. Most people didn’t know, but a lot of us on the team had our own private apartments. We mainly lived in a dorm on campus, but we had secret cribs. Restrictions prevented anyone other than authorized personnel from getting into our dorms, and rules were rules… no matter how crazy. Then again, I ain’t tryna hear no other dude pipe down no females in the next room. I was messing around with the silverware when I heard the alarm alerting me that someone had come in, seconds later, Lyrica strutted in looking like a goddess in a long red dress and some high ass block looking shoes. Her sandy brown hair was styled in a curly bun, and her brown skin was glowing per usual. I licked my lips as she approached with a smile on her face. “Damnnnn.” I said, gassin’ her up,

She giggled and struck a pose before jumping into arms. “Ughh! I missed you!” She started planting kisses on my face.

“I missed you too.” I chuckled before planting a kiss on her lips. A kiss that that I didn’t wanna stop as I grabbed both of her asscheeks.

She pulled away first, causing me to groan. “How are your teammates? I know Jay is still hoe’n.”

She climbed out of my arms as I shook my head.”That nigga will learn, mark my words. But everybody is good.”

“I wish I could stop by with you.” She playfully pouted. “But I have to meet with the oncologist I’ll be working under this summer for my internship at Hartford and-”

“Baby, you good. Plus, I don’t know if you wanna see how some of them get down anyways.”

She rolled her eyes. ”You’re right. Richie isn’t exactly a good influence.”

I chuckled. “He definitely ain’t, but I ain’t tryna talk about them, I’m tryna get inside you.” I pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her waist before leaning in for another kiss.

I fleetingly thought about King, who was finally meeting some woman he had connected to online. I had meant to text him to check on him, but those thoughts flew out my mind as Lyrica wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss. I picked her up and made my way up stairs to my room as she wrapped her thick thighs around my waist. In no time, I was placing her in the middle of my king sized bed, taking a few steps back so I could take off my basketball and help her take off her shoes and dress. We were both naked in record time, and I had to pause just to marvel at my lady. I did every time, and at first she used to be shy and try to cover herself from my eyes, but now, she was confident as she watched me observe her from head to toe. All I could think about was how lucky I was as I climbed on the bed, between her legs. She spread them wide for me, and I dived right in, opening her lips and licking her pearl. Her moans and hands gripping my head only spurred me on, and I was determined to make her cum. Within a few minutes of me licking and sucking her clit she screamed through her orgasm. Gotta give her at least one more for the road, I thought, kissing her from her belly button to her titties. I took my time, reveling in the sounds she made as I licked and suck one nipple before moving to the next. When I finally made it to her lips, I kissed her deeply before moving toward my nightstand to grab a condom. Shorty was on the pill, but we both knew that didn’t one hundred present prevent pregnancies. Not to mention she and I didn’t have the time to bring no kids into the picture…yet.

“Let me.” she whispered, grabbing the condom, ripping it open and putting it on me.I watched her closely as I slid inside her wet heat, biting my lips so Iwouldn’t chuckle at the way her eyes rolled to the back of her head as I slid in as deep as I could. Her eyes landed on mine and she smiled. “You always wanna laugh at me like you don’t know how big your dick is.”

I laughed. “I just enjoy yo reaction.” and then I started to stroke deeply into her body. It didn’tr take long for us to go from laughter to trading moans and groans as I grinded into her body. I kissed her lips, neck, throat, whatever skin I could get to while her nails gripped my back and arms. She chjanted my name, begging me to go deeper and stroke harder; requests I was all too happy to oblige. Without warning, she flipped our positions so she would be on top. I bit my bottom lip and gazed into her eyes as she rode me like a damn pro. She looked fine as hell riding me like her life depended on it, eyes closed, and moans getting louder as she got even wetter. I gripped her waist, determined to make sure she got hers before I got mine. I knew she was close when her legs started to quake and then she screamed again, raining on my dick. That spurred my own release. She collapsed on top of me, and I gently moved her to my side so I could get up and get rid of the condom.

“I wish I could stay and just lay here with you.” She said, sadness in her tone.

I shook my head with a smile as I climbed back in bed and wrapped my arms around her. “We have a few weeks for you to do that baby.”

“I know. I guess I should be happy that I’ll be hella relaxed during this long drive.” She sighed.

“And you better make sure you text me every damn hour so I know you’re okay.”

She giggled, kissing my lips. “I will baby.”

Less than an hour later I was kissing her goodbye and watching as she drove off. Call me a simp, but I loved the hell out my girl and couldn’t wait to be up under her for the few weeks I had before camp. Next year I was really gonna be on my grind since I felt my junior year would be my last. Hopefully by the end of the year we all would be celebrating me being drafted. But right now, I needed to take another quick shower and get to this party.

I did all that rushing and was pulling into the parking lot next to Richie’s building when I saw a whole lot of folk scattering like roaches when a light turns on. Suddenly, Jay came into view, letting me know we needed to dip. Guess the loud sirens I heard when I got close to the apartment building were coming to Richie’s place. Glad I missed it, I said, whipping my car out that joint. I looked down at my phone briefly and released that both King and Deacon had texted me. While periodically looking where I was going I quickly skimmed the texts. Deacon had sent a group text telling us to get our asses to his crib for part two of the party. As we reached a stop sign I told Jay the party was moving to Deacon’s because knowing him he aint even looked at the message yet. While we were still at the light I read King’s message. Bruh, you better be at Deacon’s tonight because I gotta story to tell.

Awww, damn, I thought as I cruised behind Jay making our way over to Deacon’s. I guess the night has just begun. I thanked my heavenly Father once again for sending me a good woman and saving me from the BS I had a feeling my boy done been through tonight.

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Another one 👀👀 Hot Boys are still taking over.... Technical Foul by Rémy

“Listen, you and Hakeem are out here flaking over some women. It’s cool though.” I teased, while laughing with Richie and Trayce. King was giving some lame excuse why he was going to be running late to the party. The truth is ol’ girl finally stopped all that phone play and about that action; that’s why I am not going to sweat it, if he is whipped like that over some internet booty that is on him. Couldn’t be me because the only game I play is on the court.

“Mane, whatever. I told you I was coming afterwards.” He responded, he sounded like he was in his feelings; that’s what happens when you get caught up. Richie and Trayce were not helping in the background clowning.

“Like I said. Do your thing.” I started to pour shots of that nasty brown liquor aka Ol’ Faithful.

“Bet.” He hung up the phone. We laughed again. I took a shot and motion for Richie to pour another round. I knew King too well, hell he is one of my brothers. But my boy has a bad case of chasing women. That ain’t something I am about to do, you feel me.

The plan was to meet up at Richie’s early to pre-game, but these women had my boys out here looking bad. Thank God I am single. Hell tonight was going to be lit; Between winning the NCAA championship and Trayce being a first round pick, tonight was the perfect night to live the life of an eligible bachelor.

“Trayce, congrats man. My boy is about to go to the NBA. You made it mane.” We toasted and took another shot.

“Your girl, Raya and her friends were sliding through tonight.” Richie said, as he studied my moves to see if I would react. Raya was my ex, but I was not sweating it or wasn’t going to let them see me sweat. I chuckled and took a sip of my drink. That’s messed up, if he invited her, I thought.

“It’s cool. If she comes, she comes.” I had to change the subject, “So the Lakers?” I asked Trayce.

“Yeah, if they keep that number one pick spot. However, there have been some rumors circulating, but LA is home.” He answered with concern. However, I knew they were not going to pass him up, he is one of the best all round players of this generation

“I feel that mane. Nothing like going back home. Plus, playing with them has been your dream since we were kids.” I tried to ease his mind. Can’t get caught up in rumors or negativity. Plus, I was proud and happy for my brother.

“Yeah man. Real question, what y’all going to do without me next season?” Trayce hackled, slapping me on the shoulder. Richie busted out laughing and falling on the floor. He was doing the most so I responded with,

“I guess. Finally, let Richie play.” Richie got up off the floor as Trayce tried his best to conceal his laughter.

“That’s messed up, but you know what, I will still be pulling more bitches than you.” I could tell that stung Richie a little, but I was not letting up on the jokes.

“That’s true because I don’t pull dogs. Woof. Woof.” He was not stopping me.

“Fuck you Rèmy.” Richie snitched his cup off the counter with a crazy look, but he ain’t about that life for real, so I waved him off.

“Listen, y’all my brothas. We won the championship. I'm the first draft pick. We are celebrating tonight. Turn up with good vibes only.” Trayce was trying to get us back on the right track.

“You still fucked up, Remy. But, good vibes tonight.” Richie and I dabbed.

“Richie, you are still my brother, but you know I hate when you call women-”

“I forgot your mom raised you, pro-women.” Richie interrupted me.

“Nah, she just raised me right and respectful.” I stated. I don’t tolerate women being called out of their name.

“The way you dog these women out?” Deacon questioned, coming from the back.

“Sup mane.” We dabbed up. “That ain’t my style. When I am single, I am single. When I am in a relationship, I am in a relationship. No in betweens. So, if I am not claiming you, you know what’s up. I am very open and honest about my intentions.” Deacon shook his head at my response as he rolled up.

“I feel that. Richie, it’s almost about that time.” Trayce interjected, looking at his watch. He was ready to turn up and I was too.

“Yeah boy. One more shot. Deacon, you got to catch up.” Richie grabbed the bottle and poured us all another shot.

“One more shot.” We toasted and dranked. Hell three shots in and I was good. Deacon sparked up, so I went to the spare bedroom to grab my phone. I noticed a text from Raya.

Hey. I didn’t want tonight to be awkward. Just a heads up. I will be at the party tonight.

I didn’t know what to say because we haven’t spoken in a month. So I just gave her a one word response.

Coo

I unplugged my phone heading back to the kitchen. Deacon was smoking that top notch, he passed it to me, but I had to decline tonight. I put some alkaline water in a solo cup and then chilled out, while everyone started to show up. As people came in, they congratulated us for winning the championship. Not going to lie, it was a high for me giving my road to recovery to make sure I showed up during the tournament and championship game. There was no way I was going to allow an injury to get in the way of me showing up for my team. Even though I was appreciative, I was soaking it all in mentally.

As the night progressed, I was chill just sitting back with the homies, watching Lena dance from a distance until a soft hand grazed my shoulder.

“Congratulations, superstar.” Raya smiled, hugging me. We stepped to the side.

“Thanks Raya.” I sipped my drink as I admired her beauty. Her black hair was in a curly fro and she wore tight red dress that complimented her brown curves. She was a natural beauty.

“I wanted to get to you before you were surrounded by the groupies again.” she sucked her teeth, rolling her eyes. She was visibly upset. Here we go with the BS.

“Is that right?” I shook my head and grinned. She sized me up and down and moved in closer.

“Yeah. Speaking of groups, I saw one of your girls. Ken-Hoe-Dra.” She folded her arms and rolled her neck. I chuckled because she was acting like I expected her to act.

“She ain’t my gi-”

“She ain’t your girl? But, I heard you had sex with her last week.” She interrupted, looking at her nosey friends. I knew where this conversation was going. One of her friends ran back reporting my activities again. But, I was cool because I don’t owe her anything. I crackled and sipped my drink again. “This is what you want to do? Don’t embarrass yourself.” I warned her.

“Embarrass myself?” She snapped back. I did not want to hurt her feelings, but I am single. However, if she wants me to be honest, I will be.

“Raya. Like, I said she ain’t my girl. Just like you ain’t my girl. So what I do and who I do is none of your business?”

“Is that right?” she grabbed my cup out of hand. She wants the truth, fine by me.

“That’s right. When I am single, I am single. Meaning, I can sleep with who I want, when I want. And you are free to do the same right?” I was not about to play these games with her. She is not my girlfriend.

“Rèmy, don’t play with me. If you had sex with her be a man and admit it.”

“Be a man?” I was irritated with the bull. “ If you must know I didn’t have sex with her, but she did give me head.”

“Wow. Rèmy, you just out here sticking your thing in anything?” She looked at me with disgust.

“Why are you worried? You weren't worried when you were out here sleeping my teammate, right? Busting it wide open, right?” She didn’t have anything to say. “You didn’t know I knew. One thing about me, I am fair and honest. Tell me you didn’t sleep with him?” She was grilling me, yet she was quiet now; scrambling to gather her thoughts. “Raya, I told you not to embarrass yourself. You enjoy the rest of your night and I might go dance with Ken-Hoe-Dra.” I walked away leaving her looking stupid.

I went back to enjoying the party, making my way to the dance floor. I saw big booty Lena eyeing me. She made her way to me, flipping her hair. I could see Raya and her clique in my peripheral, staring at us. Lena grabbed my hand and I followed, then forced me down in a chair. She started dropping down, shaking, and throwing her ass in a circle. Me and fellas were cheering her on. She landed in a splits, as she stared at me licking her lips. I smiled as I enjoyed the little show she was putting on. Lena whispered in my ear to meet her in the spare bedroom. I was like cool, let me head to the bathroom first.

As I headed to the bathroom, I was ambushed by Raya. We both went in, and she locked the door behind us. She hopped in my arms.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

She didn’t answer, she started kissing me while unbuckling my belt. Her hand found my hardness and she started to massage it. Then, her mouth followed. I lifted her up and put her on the sink. She opened her legs as I lifted up her dress, revealing she didn’t have any panties on. No panties, she knows what she is doing, I thought.

“Ooh Remy, please make me feel good.” She grabbed me by shirt, tossed it off, and yanked me closer allowing me to slide in. Damn, she was wet and I was hard. Few strokes in, she moaned. “Damn, daddy I missed you.” As I pressed my hand against the mirror, I looked at myself and I had to stop. What in the hell am I doing?, I reflected. Then, I noticed she started crying. Yeah, I was not about to have sex with her in that state of mind. I leaned up against the door, grabbing my shirt. At the moment, I was not sure if she was really drunk or emotional. Either way, I don’t get down like that.

“Don’t stop Remy.” She protested and tried to continue, but I jerked away. I washed myself off and pulled up my pants. She was emotional and I knew why. I was immediately turned off. I couldn’t believe this. I rubbed my head, as I was about to leave, she grabbed my arm.

“I am so sorry about sleeping with Jeremy. I just felt like you were choosing basketball over me. So we went out, got drunk, and made a horrible decision. But that never changed my feelings for you. I still love you, Remy.” She walked up to me, but I moved her way. She was sobbing, but I was not fazed. You love me, but you out here having sex with my teammate. Alright, I thought.

“You are funny. You love me?” I chuckled, shaking my head. “Let’s be clear, if he didn’t tell me, I wouldn’t have known, right?” There was no answer. I put on my shirt and sneered. “See, I could’ve dogged you out, by smashing and ghosting you. But, you know what, there will never be any reconciliation. So, we are good. You do you. And I am going to continue to do me.” I opened the door with my back turned, I said “And maybe Lena too!” I walked out the bathroom and didn’t look back.

As I’m making my way towards the kitchen, I bump into my teammate/ friend, Mr. R&B aka Jay, who was with Kendra heading to one of the spare rooms. We traded smirks and I just shook my head. Damn, that girl gets around. Hope he wraps it up. Oral or sex, I’m always wrapped up, I said to myself. It’s funny because she texted me earlier today, but I didn’t respond back. That ain’t my girl. By the looks of it, I made the right decision.

When I got in the kitchen, Jeremy was arguing with some guy because he was dancing with an intoxicated girl and her boyfriend was not happy. Trayce and I tried to calm the guy down, so he doesn’t do anything in Richie’s apartment. I convinced the guy to handle their disagreement outside the party like gentlemen. We go outside and shits goes left. The boyfriend charges at Jeremy and they begin fighting. Next thing, they fall into one of the bedroom windows, which pisses Richie off and he is on ready. Trayce and I tried to calm him down, as one of the neighbors called the cops. I tell Richie, bruh calm down, the police on the way. The guy overhears me, stops in mid-swing, and grabs his girl; and then, they jump in the car and speed down the street. I ran inside and gave the homies a heads up. People started panicking, so Deacon suggested we move the party to his crib. I hit up King telling him to go to Deacon’s house because the cops are on their way here. I called Hakeem twice, but I saw his silver Escalade swerving into the apartment complex as everyone was running out the apartment. I guess he heard about the commotion because he got back in his car. Meanwhile, Trayce and I hopped in his car and waited for Richie; we didn’t want to leave him. While waiting in the passenger seat, I spot Kendra looking around, I’m assuming for Jay. She looked very upset and confused. Once we made eye-contact she tried to head over to the car, but I rolled up the window and called Richie because we had to bounce.

Don’t know what’s wrong with these women and their disrespect. I’m about to start getting disrespectful, respectfully.

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collegiatediaries · 3 years ago

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HOT BOY SUMMER: WHILE THE GIRLS ARE AWAY, THE BOYS COME OUT TO PLAY.

What a time to be alive.

First, we win the NCAA championship.

Now, my boy Trayce is a first round pick in the NBA.

So, of course, we had to celebrate. Our homie Richie decided he would throw a lil shindig at his crib for him. Now, who would I be if I didn’t show up and show out.

While I was at the dorm getting ready, my teammate and close friend Hakeem called. “Ay Hakeem, wassup?”

“Wassup bruh?” He replied. We were supposed to meet up and ride to the party together, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he was calling to cancel those plans. He was fully committed to his girlfriend Gia, who was cool as shit. I couldn’t even be mad at him, though I would never turn in my player card. Being solo was my past, present, and future.

“Go ‘head and say it.” I told him with a chuckle.

He chuckled too. “I’m not gonna make it to your crib to drink and shoot shit, but I will be coming to the party. Gia-”

“Say no more lover boy.” I cracked.

“One day, you gon meet the right one Jay, and she gonna fuck your head up.” He advised.

“Maybe, but not tonight. I’ll see you when you get there. Tell Gia I said wassup.”

“Will do.” He said before we hung up.

I shook my head as I moved to the bathroom, taking a look at myself in the mirror. Show time, I thought as I moved out of the bathroom, grabbed my keys, and headed out the door to my black and blue Charger.

Richie’s place wasn’t too far from the dorm, so within minutes I was there. I parked my closest to Richie’s apartment building, noting all the cars that lined up the two parking lots on either side of his building. I could hear the music thumping as I pulled in. I parked and hopped out the car, noticing several people were outside drinking and having a good time. Richie always had parties here, and most of the tenants in his building joined in, so they didn’t give a shit what he did.

As I walked through the thin crowd outside, I was showered with congratulations on our team winning the championship, which I humbly thanked them for, but kept it moving. The front door was unlocked, so I was able to walk right on in, bumping into a cute shorty who definitely had drunk more than she needed to. She grabbed my arm and slurred, “Oh my gosh, you look like August Alsina.” I forced a smile and gently pulled her hand away before moving deeper into the apartment, trying to find Trayce and Richie. I heard that shit all the time.

Richie’s apartment was huge, but it felt hella small with all these people in here. I turned my head and saw a shorty I fucked with off and on having fun with her friends. Kendra was always down for whatever, and the head was impeccable. I made a mental note to come back and see if she was down for something before veering my gaze away, finally finding Richie and Trayce. Of course, they both had females all around them tryna flirt. It was the norm. “Wassup!” I greeted once we all made eye contact.

“Wassup Jay!” Trayce exclaimed, moving out of the semi circle full of half naked women to dabbed me up.

“Shiddd, here to congratulate you bro! Lakers bound!” I replied with a grin. Trayce was one of the best all around basketball players I’ve ever seen, and he was also a good friend.

Richie, who looked damn near identical to that singer The Dream, sauntered up and we all had a short conversation. Well, as much as we could with loud music blaring and girls all around tryna catch our attention.

Out the corner of my eye I noticed Kendra, who was standing off to the side, by herself staring at me with a salacious grin. She was a cute girl, with big blue eyes and even bigger titties. She was on the thicker side and had shoulder length blond hair, and by the look in her eyes, she would definitely be down for something tonight, I thought. Telling my homies I’d see them later before making a beeline to her. “Ay, one of the guest rooms is open!” Richie said with a diabolical laugh. I lifted my hand and waved to let him know I heard him before grabbing Kendra by the arm and taking her to the back. The first bedroom was locked, probably reserved for Trayce so his drunk ass would have a place to crash. Richie’s parents were stupid rich so he had a three bedroom apartment just for him. The other two rooms were supposed to be reserved for his family, who came to visit sometimes, but we’ve all spent the night here. It was the place to escape, or just to fuck in peace. Which is what I wanted to do.

Like he said, the second door was unlocked, and no one had snuck inside. As I pulled Kendra inside, I saw my other teammate and friend Remy walking into the kitchen. We traded smirks and he shook his head before I got into the room and locked the door behind us. I immediately went for the button on my cargo shorts. She moved my hands out the way and finished the job, unbuttoning my pants and pulling down both my shorts and my boxers. She immediately got on her knees, as if she read my mind.

As she stared at my dick, I grabbed the back of her head and told her, “Suck this championship dick.” And that’s what she did. She gobbled my dick down her throat like it was nothing and had my toe curling even from my standing position by the bed. My hand stayed gripping the back of her head as she sucked my dick like the pro she was, leaving a trail of saliva as she went. Wet and nasty, just like I liked it. My head fell back and my eyes closed as she continued to suck my dick like it was coated with honey or something. She was sucking it so good, I could barely hear the commotion starting right outside the window. I felt my nut rising, and just as I groaned my release, glass suddenly shattered on the other side of the room. I looked over as I saw some dude’s back crash into the window, causing the glass to shatter. Kendra tried to pull away, but I held her head there until I was done. Then I pulled my dick out of her mouth, pulled on my boxers and shorts as quickly as I could, thankful there was a curtain blocking anyone from viewing what was happening inside and moved quickly out the room. Kendra called out for me, but I didn’t answer, too busy noting the sound of sirens in the distance. I wasn’t surprised that everybody was trying to get the hell out of there too. I managed to get outside and jogged over to my Charger, seeing Hakeem pull up in his Silver Escalade. “Bruh! The cops are on their way! We gotta bust a move!” I yelled as he opened the door and stepped out.

Hakeem, noticing all the people running and jumping in their cars to dip said, “Say no more!” He hopped back in his car and I jumped in mine. We flew out of the parking lot, grateful that there were multiple ways to get in and out of the apartment complex. A few blocks from the scene of the crime, Hakeem stopped right next to me at a stoplight and rolled down his passenger side window, and I rolled down mine. “Ay bruh, everybody is headed to Deacon’s!”

I replied, “Cool. I’m right behind you.”

My phone was vibrating in my pocket, and I knew it was Kendra, but I didn’t feel like talking right now…well, not to her.

Damn, what a night.

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collegiatediaries · 3 years ago

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Freshman Year: Dippin' and Dodging

Entry Eight By: Lottie April 30, 2011

On a hot spring day I found myself on one of those websites similar to blackplanet . Yall remember that website? LOL Anyways, I ended up seeing a guy that was in the same morning class as me and he also popped up a lot at the student center. So I immediately called up Zora Rain and was like you would never believe who just accepted my friend request on the site.

She said, “O goodness go ahead and tell me.”

I replied, “GURRRRRRL Anthony from my psychology class.

Ya know I called Zora Rain for a reason she was either going to be like “Don't do it girl” or “Oh Yeah GO HEAD THEN SIS ”. At first I was taken by it, but then again I know what yall come on this site to do, well…try to do. So Zora Rain ended up being like, “Don't do it girl” but here I am like “I DID IT” lol.

So you know me, next day in class I just walked up to him and was like “Hey, what you doing after class? Want to go get breakfast?

He answered, “I just have to study, but I can do that after breakfast.”

The whole time he was talking I just knew he was going to say “Nah, I'm good” and keep it moving, so I didn’t think about what my answer was gonna be if he said yes. I just took a shot thinking I was going to miss, boy was I wrong. I definitely landed lol. So, I am talking to him and we exchanged numbers and did all that. I am walking back to my dorm so I can go “change” into something more comfortable cause I knew I was about to eat. I heard a voice keep saying Lottie, Lottie, LOTTIE . I turned around it was Anthony whole time I am thinking fuck he ain’t going to let me get away is he?!Walking with Zora from class to go to the dorm,I am telling Zora, “Sis, I am going to catch you later I am going to hang out with Anthony ya know the dude from psychology class”

She looked at me, then looked at him real good and said, “Okay. Call me if you need me.”

She had that look like ‘if you need me for anything in an emergency just let me know what time’. As in me telling her what time to call me so I can leave his space if I am ready to go and needing an extra way out.

I replied, “Alright, I will text you sis.”

Me and Anthony walked back to the student center to get some breakfast. It was early y'all there wasn't anyone in there. So we ordered a Texas toast breakfast sandwich, we chatted about our majors and what we planned on doing after college was over. It was actually a very good conversation. After we got done he asked “Would you like to go back to my apartment and chill?” In my head I knew what was up.

Me: Sure , as long as you are able to walk me back to my dorm afterwards.

Anthony: You know I got you.

In the back of my mind I was thinking oooo okay then sir let me know. But “N****, you ain't getting none so do not try it!” came out my mouth. From that moment I was like Lottie girl do better I had to check myself, he was not coming on to me in any way at that time. So I apologized and was just like lately that's all I have been finding is just dudes that do what they gotta do to have a shot at some cuddy. We get to his apartment, it smells good, it's clean, no signs of other females (bra, underwear, letters,etc). So we got there and we started to watch a movie in this little bitty ass bed and he was a big dude so I am thinking where is the other half my ass is literally too big LOL. He said come on you can fit.

Me thinking again “ N****, I do not want your penis caressing my ass”. I blurted okay fine. We laying there watching a movie. And I just turned toward him and asked “Why did you agree to breakfast today and what made you invite me over to your house? Last question, what are you doing on that website sir? Lol Grilling him . He was like dang one question at a time. His answer was ``I was on the site for the same thing you were “a time like this”. I was hmmm hmmm okay.

Anthony: “But nah, I never really had a girl come up to me and ask me to go to breakfast with them or anything of that sort without wanting some dick. So, I took the opportunity now. What happens from here is on both of us right?”

Me: “ Yelp you right, whatever happens happens”

We began to talk about our future after college more and I was thinking to myself why does he keep wanting to talk about this particular thing? So I continued to let him talk and what I took from it was you looking for a wife while pursuing college and you already have all these girls on you and checking you out. Not that I wasn’t confident but I knew the game early. So I was like I honestly love that but do you not want to take more time to find out who you are as a man after college before pursuing a relationship to be a husband?

He stated I have a very dark path with relationships for some reason they do not last.

ME: Why not?

Anthony: “I don’t know foreal, I just like to be around my woman a lot and do things with her. I really don’t have that many friends that I can call so I just rather be with my lady all the time.”

Red Flag? My response : Oh okay! Goes to grab the phone, can’t feel it and I do not see it!

I got up and started scrounging around for it the whole time he had it in front of him, It was like he had it the whole time. I asked him where the restroom was and flew in there to call Zora. Zora, call me in 5 minutes and tell me you need me. SHe hangs up cause she already knew what it was.

*PHONE BUZZING*

Me: Hey sis, what's up?

Zora: We forgot to turn in our report and we have to do it before 8pm in the office.

Me: Damn it, I am on my way now.

So I am looking at him and saying I am so sorry I gotta go I forgot I needed to turn my paper in before 8pm in the office so Zora is outside waiting on me so I can walk with her.

I'm gathering my things and myself fast as hell.

I got outside and said shew girl thank you so much I should have listened because all today there has been sign after sign that he seemed too good to be true. He seemed stalkerish and controlling and just seemed like he was very clingy already in just today and sis let me honest I am not ready for all that do you see Donnie, Tony, Phillip, AND Jerome they FINE and I have options and he just thought he could have me off the drib and I was like nah you got me fucked up. From that day on Anthony stalked the shit out of me for like a month straight. I eventually had to let his ass have it when he tried to play the role of a boyfriend in front of a crowd knowing damn well he was full of it. I pulled him to the side like what are you doing? His response, “I do not know where I went wrong but I am sorry give me another chance”. Me: Not right now. So to fix that I dipped and dipped and dodged him until I changed my dorm then I never saw or heard from him again. A part of me now wonders where we could have been if I would have given him the opportunity for him to really show me what type of guy he was. Another part of me is like me dipping and dodging could have possibly saved my life considering he got in trouble years after college due to an altercation with a woman. Sometimes it's just best to listen to your friends when they say “ DON'T DO IT GIRL”.

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