onelastdeath
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So, I spent the last few hours with this girl I picked up at Macy's in June. She lives in Long Island, and as some of you know, I been with my pops for the last few months trying to make sure he's alright. So I haven't had much time for anything. I been on the Coli a lot.
So she calls me yesterday, saying she's in NYC with her family, and that we should chill. I agree, and tonight I got dressed hopped in the whip. And went to go pick her up.
So I get to her Aunt's crib, and she comes out looking
nice white sundress, flats and some bright red lipstick , showing her cleavage like a MF.
I take her back to my neighborhood, and we go to Haagen Dazs, eat ice cream, talk shyt and laugh.
She said she had to be back at her Aunts by 1:30 to go back to Long Island, which I said was fine.
We Spoke about college, and weed and a theory she heard about how Heaven Is really Hell and Hell Is really Heaven, and that God is really Satan, and Satan is really God, and about how the Bible is really the opposite of what everyone thinks. And how living "free of sin" is really living "full of sin" And according to the theory Christians are being counterproductive without even knowing
and all this other shyt she said her friend spit to her, but she said she didn't believe it.
We go the Promenade because she wanted to see a view of the city.
We talk there for a while, ended up kissing, (That view does something to em' B
and I convinced her to come back to my crib to chill.
So we drive back to my crib, which is only about 10 minutes away by car. We get inside, I poured her a drink, and we start talking about life and all this other shyt. I put some moves on her, some subtle looks, wiping her lip with my thumb, thanking her for coming out, the usual shyt.
I gave her a pair of my bros jeans to walk around the crib in because she spilled some Haagen Daaz on her dress.
So She says she likes to drink, but doesn't like the taste of liquor on her mouth (
) so she asked me to use the bathroom to rinse her mouth out. I point it out to her, and while she's on her way back I meet her half way, and press up on her a little bit. Put my forehead to her forehead, looked her in her eyes put my lower jaw out a little bit, and kissed her. She kisses me back pretty hard, and I rub the p*ssy from outside of her jeans. 
She's moaning and shyt, but then once I put my hand inside, she goes
"Wait, stop, stop, I cant"
So I'm thinking
damn she must be on her period. This evil woman really wanted to get me started just to drop the period hammer on me.
So I say, "Okay, yeah, what's wrong?"
She says " I didn't know we were going to end up here, I didn't shave"
And I'm like
And smiled it off laughing telling her, "Don't worry about, I don't mind" Because I fukking don't 
Who cares about that shyt.
She goes "No, really I'm just uncomfortable with that, I didn't shave, I can't"
So I legitimately had to look her in her eye and give her a 45 second p*ssy-pep talk about why it's okay, and that I don't mind. And that I think she's beautiful and all this other shyt.
Followed by about 5 "You Sure's" she gave me. And I ended up just shutting her up by kissing her mumbling "mhm mhm, it's good"
So she let me in the jeans and
It wasn't even hairy like that. It was like a low Caesar bush, lined up perfectly, just bushy.
We have sex, took a shower, chilled for a little while after, just laughing and joking and watching Ray Donovan. And I reminded her that she had to be home in a few, and 30 seconds after I told her, her phone goes off with her Aunt barking at her.
So we hop in the car, and I'm driving and we're talking. I get a call from my boy asking me what I was doing, and as soon as I get off the phone.
She randomly says "You know, I do shave though, I do, honestly" I'm thinking, how self conscious are you that its STILL on your mind.
I deadass didn't even take my eyes off the road, I'm just like
I take her back, she gets out the car, and gives me a semi-long kiss, and a smile and I drive off. When I get back to my neighborhood, I go inside 7/11 and I get a text.
Are you guys bothered by that hair shyt? Like have you ever turned girls down because of it? I feel like she must have had some dude, be like
" I aint hittin that" And it's crazy cause her p*ssy was so clean and camel-toe-uh-riffic.
And ladies, are you self conscious about your hair downstairs when you're about to have sex? Like do you ALWAYS make sure its shaved down there before you get it in?
So she calls me yesterday, saying she's in NYC with her family, and that we should chill. I agree, and tonight I got dressed hopped in the whip. And went to go pick her up.
So I get to her Aunt's crib, and she comes out looking
nice white sundress, flats and some bright red lipstick , showing her cleavage like a MF.I take her back to my neighborhood, and we go to Haagen Dazs, eat ice cream, talk shyt and laugh.
She said she had to be back at her Aunts by 1:30 to go back to Long Island, which I said was fine.We Spoke about college, and weed and a theory she heard about how Heaven Is really Hell and Hell Is really Heaven, and that God is really Satan, and Satan is really God, and about how the Bible is really the opposite of what everyone thinks. And how living "free of sin" is really living "full of sin" And according to the theory Christians are being counterproductive without even knowing
and all this other shyt she said her friend spit to her, but she said she didn't believe it.
We go the Promenade because she wanted to see a view of the city.
We talk there for a while, ended up kissing, (That view does something to em' B
and I convinced her to come back to my crib to chill.
So we drive back to my crib, which is only about 10 minutes away by car. We get inside, I poured her a drink, and we start talking about life and all this other shyt. I put some moves on her, some subtle looks, wiping her lip with my thumb, thanking her for coming out, the usual shyt.
I gave her a pair of my bros jeans to walk around the crib in because she spilled some Haagen Daaz on her dress.
So She says she likes to drink, but doesn't like the taste of liquor on her mouth (
) so she asked me to use the bathroom to rinse her mouth out. I point it out to her, and while she's on her way back I meet her half way, and press up on her a little bit. Put my forehead to her forehead, looked her in her eyes put my lower jaw out a little bit, and kissed her. She kisses me back pretty hard, and I rub the p*ssy from outside of her jeans. She's moaning and shyt, but then once I put my hand inside, she goes
"Wait, stop, stop, I cant"So I'm thinking
damn she must be on her period. This evil woman really wanted to get me started just to drop the period hammer on me.So I say, "Okay, yeah, what's wrong?"
She says " I didn't know we were going to end up here, I didn't shave"
And I'm like
And smiled it off laughing telling her, "Don't worry about, I don't mind" Because I fukking don't Who cares about that shyt.She goes
"No, really I'm just uncomfortable with that, I didn't shave, I can't"So I legitimately had to look her in her eye and give her a 45 second p*ssy-pep talk about why it's okay, and that I don't mind. And that I think she's beautiful and all this other shyt.
Followed by about 5 "You Sure's" she gave me. And I ended up just shutting her up by kissing her mumbling "mhm mhm, it's good"
So she let me in the jeans and
It wasn't even hairy like that. It was like a low Caesar bush, lined up perfectly, just bushy.We have sex, took a shower, chilled for a little while after, just laughing and joking and watching Ray Donovan. And I reminded her that she had to be home in a few, and 30 seconds after I told her, her phone goes off with her Aunt barking at her.
So we hop in the car, and I'm driving and we're talking. I get a call from my boy asking me what I was doing, and as soon as I get off the phone.
She randomly says "You know, I do shave though, I do, honestly"
I'm thinking, how self conscious are you that its STILL on your mind.I deadass didn't even take my eyes off the road, I'm just like
I take her back, she gets out the car, and gives me a semi-long kiss, and a smile and I drive off. When I get back to my neighborhood, I go inside 7/11 and I get a text.
Are you guys bothered by that hair shyt? Like have you ever turned girls down because of it? I feel like she must have had some dude, be like
" I aint hittin that" And it's crazy cause her p*ssy was so clean and camel-toe-uh-riffic.And ladies, are you self conscious about your hair downstairs when you're about to have sex? Like do you ALWAYS make sure its shaved down there before you get it in?
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