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La'Jaih.
I couldn't prevent myself from day dreaming, I wasn't paying attention in class because my focus was on imagining "Amahli" face as I stared through the window. Indya nudged me knocking me out my illusion.
Indya: Its him, that guy from the club. I saw you and him having dry sex, you still look lovestruck!
She explained as Mr.Meed had already set the whole class to work.
Indya: Plus, Zaraah informed me on how much he had fascinated you!
Me: Its nothing really, just another guy
I lied flicking through the Sociology text book that laid in front of me.
Indya: Please Jay, you ain't fooling no-body. I know you- and I know that you like him, so... Did you get his name?
I couldn't contain it any longer, I burst out with excitement on what happened that night between me and him. Although it wasn't much, it still had a huge affect on me, I didn't fail to describe every detail there was about what occurred whilst in each others presence.
Indya: Wow!
Was all Indya could say once I was finished, I smirked squinting my eyes giving her my flirtatious look I always did.
Indya: Sounds mysterious, I like!
She joked making us both laugh. I nodded my head entering serious mode where I then asked her what he had to do within this lesson.
Amahli.
La'Jaih.
I had a girlfriend, a sexy one at that but...
La'Jaih.
Me and my girlfriend have been dating for a good two months and never would I thought I'd like someone so much, highlight the word like.
La'Jaih.
I mean when I stared at La'Jaih in that club I could feel the lust explode in me, I knew I had to feel her, inside of her and my d*ck wasn't about to give up.
But something else captivated me, something that I couldn't describe, there was something about her that I liked, something about her that made me feel warm inside. How can that be when all the information I know is her name?
La'Jaih.
She was black, a nice sexy black woman that I needed. Her perfect facial features increased her beauty to an ungiven word.
A/N: La'Jaih is indeed the wonderful Meagan Good, if unaware of who she is... Google her.
From the looks of her, she looked young which was a downfall. I'm a man, a grown man, age 26, she looked the ages between 17-18 and I wouldn't be surprised if I was correct. Bianca, my girlfriend. She was 21 mature and what I needed in a woman!
Bianca: Amahli!!!
She screamed my name, pushing me.
Me: Sorry beh, you was saying?
I couldn't control my mind, when it wondered it wondered, it was out of my hands.
Bianca: Friday. Friday, let's say around 8?
I nodded. She wanted me to meet her family she didn't speak about, I'd ask questions but she refused to answer which I didn't quite get seeing as she said their relationship was fine, if not fine then great.
Bianca: Good! Don't be late, first impressions always count
She winked drinking on her tropical juice as we sat dining in a restaurant in westfields/shepherds bush.
La'Jaih.
Martin: Slide to your left La'Jaih to your left!
He barked as I performed the dance move wrong. I was at dance practice and once again I wasn't paying much attention because "Amahli" was on my mind. Secretly I felt ashamed on how he's got my attention without not knowing it.
Martin: Get your act together!
I nodded, wiping the sweat that dripped from my forehead. He replayed the music with this being the 17th time going over this dance and honestly it was getting on my nerves.
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Random"I want you so bad La'Jaih if only you knew how much" I fought the temptation removing his hands from off me, then putting my hoops in my ears. He sighed sitting on my bed, his face in the palm of his hands. I didn't even know him properly, the only...
