"Gwaan poh yuh head."
"Wa?"
"Yuh nah hear?"
"How mi aguh duh dat when mi foot tie up?"
I sighed but obliged whilst holding onto his hand for support.
He rubbed my folds and teased my clit before positioning himself at my entrance and jumped in.
"Bom...
Mi navel string not only cut but develop from helshire tpc.
A new message came in from my phone distracting me from my thoughts.
It was from Jaheim. I swiped up in my notification bar to see the message along with the previous messages he had sent.
"Yah fawud a the party tomorrow?"
Which party him a talk?
I decided on responding. "Which party."
His response came in almost instantaneously. "One weh been an advertise up a school."
I recall seeing a poster advertising for real but I'd never given it much attention.
I texted Poochie to see if she was going but she said she'd be going out of parish with her man.
If she or Krista nah guh mi nah guh.
I texted Krista and she said she'd be going.
We ended up going on a call where we planned our outfit.
Mi haffi guh all out because a me man a perform.
She convinced me to come from today and I'd been easily influenced because honestly mi just wah get drunk and forget everything weh happen today.
I packed a bag with the outfit I'd be wearing as well as my pajamas and some clothes for earlier in the day. My vitamins and other necessities included.
Jaheim texted me again to inquire if I had made my mind up.
What a fucka annoying.
I responded yes and told him I was on my way. He suggested that I visit him before going wherever I'd be staying and I agreed.
Honestly I'm not mad at it because every man mi come across aguh feel it. Especially the one dem weh deserve it.
The good haffi suffer fi the bad.
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10:30 PM
📍Kingston
"Think a pill yuh did a pill mi inuh. Neva know yuh woulda pull up fi real."
I outstretched my arms to meet his hug.
A wah good person inuh him just fuck up.
Why dem cya just be good minus the fuck up part?
"You wah sumn fi drink?"
"Water thanks." I answered.
He led me to a familiar room telling me to get comfortable and make myself welcomed back home.
Him funny.
I reached for the remote and made my way to YouTube deciding on watching one of Nikki and Klyne's most recent videos.
"If a neva this you pick a would 'The 100'."
"You think yuh know mi." I giggled slightly pushing his shoulders.
"More than yuh know yuh self."
He reached for my legs and outstretched it across his.
Imagine, we could've been going on strong inuh but man middle name is infidelity.
Once dem have a vowel ina them name, stay away. Cya seh mi Neva yet give yuh advice.
Man just sick fucking stomach.
"Weh yah think bout?" He inquired.
How man a fucking dawg shit and you head the list.
The amount a woman this likkle pussyole gimmie bun wid mi doubt it cya count pon finger and toe.
"Nothing really mi just a daydream."
"Yuh tired?"
"A little."
"You wah guh sleep? You can take my room."
"No, mi nah stay anyways. Plus I'm not that sleepy."
"Okay."
I took out my phone and took a picture of my feet on his leg.
Right before posting it on my gram with the caption " missed this" alongside a single red heart.
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Neva miss one fuck. But suchman try know seh from one gone a next one bawn.
