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s I undress, my phone starts to ring. A text appeared across my screen. "Whats your address, should I come over?'. I really didn't feel for company; was a little tipsy from tonight. Earlier my boys and I went to some out of town club called "Flex". I couldn't even tell you how I made it home; I was turnt. Too turnt to even respond to this message I got from this Latin beauty I met at the club. I couldn't remember her name for the life of me. But she was gorgeous. Slim waist, hips, legs, and all. A few things out of many things I find attractive about a woman. I felt myself dozing off, half dressed. Pants unbutton, shoes, and jewerly still on. I started to fall asleep, and my door bell went off. It woke the shit out of me. I was confused, and started to question myself, "whose ringing my doorbell?". I rolled over and looked at the time on my phone. "5:55 am" I'm thinking "what the fuck". "Who is it" I answered; peeping through the eyeglass the door had. A soft mystery voice spoke "Could you open the door".
I'm young and living in my prime. a WOMAN THAT WANTS TO BE WITH ME, HAS TO UNDERSTAND THAT I'M NOT SETTLING FOR ONE.
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