So I met this chick online. She thought I was a cool nerdy kinda nikka. We texted back and forth and she was talking about how she was celibate after having a kid blah blah , waiting for a dude to be with blah blah

In there she told me she couldn't cook and I'm like

This is when I lived in Hollywood Florida, but I was moving in a week. So I'm like we should chill before I leave. At the time I was practicing celibacy too, but our convos kept becoming sexual . So I'm like let's see who cracks.

. So I'm like come to my house so I can teach you ass to cook. So she's like ok as long as that's all it is. And I'm like bytch you know what this is.

. So she comes over and I've already got some quinoa I'm a pot of oil and I'm like imma teach you to bake talipia, with broccli and quiona so your son can have a home cooked meal for a change. I'm telling her what to do and watching her . Then we go to my bedroom and we're talking and I start kissing her, but stop cause it's deathly hot outside . I made her get up and take a shower cause I know she just came in from cooking in 90 degree heat

. She came back in the room nekkid, the bytch had g cup titties. Needless to say I fukked her fake eyelashes off. After ward she finished cooking and we went for round 2. That night she text me a picture of the same dish she made at home. On some "taught by the best" shyt. I felt a sense of pride that I could educate a thot. She hates me now cause I moved back to nyc. She knew I would too but oh well