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Originally Posted by donkevlar
Ugh dontcha wish you hadn't found this particular vagina?
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Actually no....Plus she found me along with her friend that I shot at the same time....I wrote a story about it.
I found this girl when I wasn't even looking for a girl. I was about to go take a walk and get some exercise so I could work some of this potbelly off. I'm all happy because it was my first day that I decided to start walking. I was planning on walking a few miles so that I could just think and clear my head.
When you want to do something healthy, that's the time when a distraction presents itself to you. I was only outside ten minutes when Blackberry and this other woman drives up to the corner and starts talking shit to me. The point of them stopping me was that their gas tank was on empty, they were trying to go get fucked up, and they didn't have any money. I tried my best to talk them into letting me go so that I could get my exercise. They told me that I looked good and didn't need any exercise (a nice lie) and that I should get in the car with them so that we could have some "fun".
BlackBerry wasn't the girl that was driving. That was a light skinned woman who I am going to show y'all next week. So I got in their car and after putting $5 of gas in their car and buying them a pack of cigarettes, it was off to the Budoir so that we could take some naked pictures.
Blackberry has a big stomach and it looks like she's pregnant. Her friend told me that she wasn't pregnant and that it was actually a tumor in her stomach that made it look like that. I don't know if it was true or not since she said it when BlackBerry was in the store and not in front of her face. She did have some nice little titties on her and some nice smooth dark skin. I guess it was worth the $30 that I paid her to get naked.
I know that I won't EVER ride in a car with a drunk crackhead driving ever again. That heifer almost killed us when she almost ran into a parked car. This was because she was too distracted from giving Blackberry a high-five during a conversation. They stopped at a corner store to talk to some niggas they knew. It wasn't by where I live but I just walked home. I didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore.