Nothing Like The Rest [18+]

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Asialyn B. Duncan
Las Vegas, Nevada

10:45pm

I look sexy in this dress.

I take a second to admire myself standing in front of the body mirror in my bedroom roaming my hands down my hips—not exactly feeling as beautiful on the inside as I do on the outside..

Right now I'm on speaker phone with my best friend Sky, half listening to her call my boyfriend Chris every possible name in the book for having me waiting on him for the past two hours.

Don't get me started.

This isn't the first time he's done this, in fact to be absolutely correct it's the sixth. The other times he had gotten held up at work, he's told me a lot about how strict his boss is so I understood, things happen. But right now I'm trying hard to keep it together while on the phone with Sky and not burst into tears it took way to long to get this makeup right.

Besides that today is our anniversary, we've been together for four years and I was looking forward to tonight being special—considering Chris and I haven't had to many special moments lately, we'd been arguing a lot the past few months. I'd been prepping for our date tonight since last week.

He told me to be ready by eight.

I have on a all black spaghetti strapped dress—it fits like a second skin I won't lie, my breasts bussing through the top & my ass has the perfect jiggle when I walk thanks to the fabric, theres a slit running down my left thigh to finish the dress off along with my favorite pair of black heels.

A damn shame.

I even went the extra mile and straightened this thirty inch burgundy wig on my head.

In conclusion I look good enough to make a nigga lose his breath.

"AND FOR WHAT?? JUST FOR THIS NIGGA TO BE A GOOFY??" Sky broke me out of my thoughts, still verbally ripping apart Chris—I had accidentally zoned out what she had been saying for the past two minutes but I'm sure I didn't miss much..