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July 19 - July 20, 2024
a normal guy couldn’t handle me if he tried. I’m not water. I’m not flowers. I’m not sunlight on a rainy day, Teddy. I’m wind. I’m fire.”
Discovering yourself is the first step. Becoming sure of yourself is the second step. Loving yourself, unconditionally, is the final step.
Then, it was a medal of honor, a way to let others know you were someone else’s property. To let them know you belonged to someone. To a man. I didn’t belong to any man but God. The days when marriage was a woman’s greatest accomplishment in life were long gone.
“Women can’t even get their niggas to take out the trash and this nigga was out there swimming with the fucking sharks to get back to his.”
“For a woman he loves, even a woman he likes enough, a man will not have to be asked, told twice, urged, or reminded… He just will. Anything. Any day. Any time. Any place. Nothing will ever be too much to ask of or expect from him. So, crossing an ocean for a woman you love isn’t surprising to me. It’s inspiring.”
You don’t think without my permission. You don’t speak without my permission. You don’t move without my permission. You don’t do a motherfucking thing without my permission. You move when I say move. You open when I say open. You fuck when I say fuck. You suck when I say suck. You cum– when I say cum.”
I don’t lose either. And, a dick in her gut is all I have to gift her. We’ll both leave victorious.
“I expect to see you in my suite, pussy parted with my dick tapping against your walls when I kick your ass.”
“It’s true. I know my clit is tired of me. Hate to see my fingers coming. Like, pick somebody else, tonight!”
Girl, not you begging. Roulette was second in line. I think that’s sweet, but do you really need any more sisters? You have us.