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Meanwhile, now on the expressway, both girls are in thought of the day's adventure. Yet, a voyage of sanity still exists, in vivid color. "No dig-Ady, No doubt."
" Kat, are you going tonight or what?"
I'm not sure Pig! But do me a favor, before I lose my mind on this notion.
" What's that Kathy?"
Pig, this man is very interesting to me. And I want to know your one true opinion of his character. Plus, could you come back with me to the club tonight, if I decide to go?
Sure! But, unto your first question. Kathy, I sense from him, at being a down-to-earth brother. Yes, who seems to have his hands, " in the big cookie jar of life." Also, besides that Kathy, you know I'm your girl. And I know that you've always valued my new outlook on life with men. But the way you shared deep eyes with him. Bitch, it reminds me of...
"STOP!" Don't say another word. Because I know where you're coming from and that's what has me on edge with him!
Girl, KAT. Listen, Lemonte', is a damn memory! So, fuck him and follow your heart with this man, if you're interested. Because, you have the willpower now, to not feel the negative vibes of letdowns. To boot, you've evolved since that encounter with your spirit! Suddenly, she laughs saying... And, in my opinion, " BITCH", you need to get some dick soon! Yes, before those uneasy gray hairs set in between your tight whistling ass thighs.
Kathy laughing, replies " Shut up stupid, and put on some music winch."
Approaching Kathy's home now. Carroll nudges the now-sleeping Kathy. Now, drooling in haste with regaining her stance. " Wake your ass up bitch, we're here." Afterward, as both approach, the entrance Kathy fixes her wedged panties. She then unlocks the door and thus proceeds, while Carroll, now eyes her with a frown. Normal no doubt, as with each step Kathy tears off clothing until she's spot-view naked as a jaybird.
Kathy speaks, " Sweet, finally home." And Pig, I'm full as a sun of a gun!
Carroll speaks, " Bitch, I don't want to see your crusty ass out like that girl."
" GOOD!" Well then, lock the damn door and go your ass home.
That's cold Kathy! But can I at least use your phone first winch, before you put me out?
Don't play with me Pig! You know where the damn phone is slut. And don't slob on my Donkey Kong phone either.
Carroll replies, " Oh, picky- picky I see Kathy." Your sprung ass is gone in the brain girl.
" Will you shut up Pig!
You got that noise for now Kathy. " Wait Kat... hello Justin." What are you doing?
Justin Rowney, aka " BLACKJACK" is a longtime friend of hers. The demeanor is muscle-toned and twenty-three years old. Meantime, he sits on his tricked-out TESLA with butterfly doors open for the time being. Suddenly, one of his boys next to him coughs continually as he passes the cigar. Cops now turn a nearby corner, while gazing at the smell. Justin speaks, " Peep game fam?"
Justin now coughing, replies to Carroll, " What's up with you wild child?" I'm chilling......
Carroll speaks, " Look, I was just wondering if you felt like hanging for a footloose minute with me?" And, if not sexy. Listen, I'll stay where I'm at for the time being.
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General FictionAmbitious, young, undiscovered fashion designer KATHY REINS. Searching within for her world to change. Meets MIKE BRUIN'S, down low street knight, and nightclub owner. Both surge into this mystery of life's elevator-styled ride of living. Even thoug...
