I had a co-worker, thick Latina back in NY who shared ALL SORTS of stuff with me. We went to a NASCAR race in Pocono, and she picked me up in a brand new Mercury Mountaineer. She always complained about how she had no dough, even though she was making good dough as a legal secretary. Her kids was in private school, her ex husband didn't give her dough for private school, etc etc. I asked her how she was pushing that whip if she ain't never have no money. Her "friend" co-signed the whip for her.


I was like "your FRIEND? This ain't some nikka you dating?" This FRIEND co-signed her whip for her. Like a year and a half later, she came by my cube asking for advice since her whip had got repossessed. She tried to front like she had only missed "a couple payments"

I knew that "friend" nikka had to be all sorts of hot.
This chick was also built Ford tough, too, especially for her age; she was in her early 40s at the time. She told me about some nikka that she was dealing with that refused to give it to her in the booty. She had a fatty back there, and this nikka refused to give it to her that way. She was asking me what she should do. I was like "he must be gay, that's the only explanation I have for a nikka not wanting to do that, especially after you just told him that's what you like".