Applying Pressure

by Shvonne Latrice

“I heard you the first time, baby. When I just asked for ya number, though, I thought you’d catch on to the fact that I didn’t give a fuck. Ya man is irrelevant, especially since you in the club with no ring on ya fucking finger. Now I can get ya number willingly, or I can get it another way.”

I chuckled at the fact that she thought a nigga was playing. I was coming for her ass, applying straight muthafuckin pressure and not letting up.

hopefully the next bitch you fuck with will be so lucky as to have the faithful version of you, but I’m cool. I don’t double back. I give one chance only.”

“Any woman that allows me to fuck without knowing anything other than my football stats is a bitch.”

Once I had my eyes and heart set on you, that’s all a nigga has been focused on. My dick don’t even get hard for another female. I want you. I got it bad for yo’ ass, and I won’t allow you to fuck our shit up over an insecure ass female or them hoe ass niggas from your past. When I tell you I’m never letting you go, I mean that shit.”