about what chicks
he fucked with, so I had to be careful with my attire and
approach.
After soaking in the tub for what seemed like
at least an hour, I slipped on the plush bathrobe and slippers that the hotel provided, then stood in front of
the huge window with a city view. It was amazing how hot
Philly looked at night with all the lights shining brightly. I
continued to take in the scene and thought how relieved
I was to have additional time to plan my shit out.
Originally, Arnez was supposed to have lunch
at the Lacroix, but then at the last minute the waiter
called Steve to let him know that Arnez's bodyguard
had cancelled, and wanted to make sure that his regular
table would be available for dinner instead. With that
happening, it allowed me preparation time I desperately
needed, because I always heard that the first impression
was the lasting one.
That's why I felt I could make no real headway
with Supreme, because he didn't see me as a bona fide
woman. He remembered me as Precious' little play sister
and Clip's girlfriend. No matter how good I sucked and
rode his dick, I wasn't grown and sexy; just a little girl
trying to play dress-up. But I refused to give up on my
quest to have Supreme as my man, and maybe forging a
relationship with Arnez could smooth the progress of
that.
I pulled out the Fiesta Red one-shoulder dress I
had purchased earlier today. After hours of coming up
short, I was ready to give up my search until I hit gold.
It was dangling smack in the middle of the high-end
Italian boutique's store window. I instantly thought about
Precious and the time she said, "If you want to fuck a nigga without giving him no pussy, strut around in his
face with a bad ass red dress and he'll do anything to get
a taste." I need that shit to work for me tonight.
As I slipped on the dress and the four-inch heels
that further accentuated every curve in my body, I thought
about how proud Precious would be of me. It was the
exact sort of attire she would approve of. giving you the
goods without exploiting the goods. As I turned around
in the mirror admiring the excellent choice I made, I
heard my cell ringing. "What's up, Steve?"
"I hope you're not too far away, because Arnez
just got to the restaurant."
"I'm very close. I'm staying at the hotel where the
restaurant is at."
"Aren't you a smart girl!"
"I like to think so. So, the waiter is expecting me
and will make sure I get a seat near Arnez, correct?"
"Indeed. He is expecting you. He wanted me to
ask you what you'll be wearing and how long before you
show up."
"He won't be able to miss me. I'll be in a red dress.
Tell him I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
"Will do...and be careful."
"Don't worry about me, I'll be perfectly fine. Now,
call the waiter and let him know to be looking out for me
shortly."
After touching up my makeup and scrutinizing my
entire look a few more times to the point that I knew it
couldn't get any better, I grabbed my purse and headed out. I strolled down the hallway towards the elevator and
noticed a room door slightly open, but nobody came out
so I kept on my way, not thinking too much of it. When I
turned the corner, I heard a door slam shut. The sound of
keys dangling let me know how much closer the person
was getting. I hit the down button on the elevator again,
because for some reason I was getting an uneasy feeling.
When the elevator door opened, I damn near
leaped inside. There was a middle aged Asian couple
looking at me bizarrely, and they practically jumped
to the other side trying to get as far away from me as
possible. I couldn't front, my entire vibe was giving off
a crazy-chick-up-to-no-good, especially when I diligently
kept pushing the button to close the door.
Right when I moved back to the corner to breathe a
sigh of relief because the elevator was almost completely
shut, a huge hand with long thick fingers latched on to
the steel which caused the doors
he fucked with, so I had to be careful with my attire and
approach.
After soaking in the tub for what seemed like
at least an hour, I slipped on the plush bathrobe and slippers that the hotel provided, then stood in front of
the huge window with a city view. It was amazing how hot
Philly looked at night with all the lights shining brightly. I
continued to take in the scene and thought how relieved
I was to have additional time to plan my shit out.
Originally, Arnez was supposed to have lunch
at the Lacroix, but then at the last minute the waiter
called Steve to let him know that Arnez's bodyguard
had cancelled, and wanted to make sure that his regular
table would be available for dinner instead. With that
happening, it allowed me preparation time I desperately
needed, because I always heard that the first impression
was the lasting one.
That's why I felt I could make no real headway
with Supreme, because he didn't see me as a bona fide
woman. He remembered me as Precious' little play sister
and Clip's girlfriend. No matter how good I sucked and
rode his dick, I wasn't grown and sexy; just a little girl
trying to play dress-up. But I refused to give up on my
quest to have Supreme as my man, and maybe forging a
relationship with Arnez could smooth the progress of
that.
I pulled out the Fiesta Red one-shoulder dress I
had purchased earlier today. After hours of coming up
short, I was ready to give up my search until I hit gold.
It was dangling smack in the middle of the high-end
Italian boutique's store window. I instantly thought about
Precious and the time she said, "If you want to fuck a nigga without giving him no pussy, strut around in his
face with a bad ass red dress and he'll do anything to get
a taste." I need that shit to work for me tonight.
As I slipped on the dress and the four-inch heels
that further accentuated every curve in my body, I thought
about how proud Precious would be of me. It was the
exact sort of attire she would approve of. giving you the
goods without exploiting the goods. As I turned around
in the mirror admiring the excellent choice I made, I
heard my cell ringing. "What's up, Steve?"
"I hope you're not too far away, because Arnez
just got to the restaurant."
"I'm very close. I'm staying at the hotel where the
restaurant is at."
"Aren't you a smart girl!"
"I like to think so. So, the waiter is expecting me
and will make sure I get a seat near Arnez, correct?"
"Indeed. He is expecting you. He wanted me to
ask you what you'll be wearing and how long before you
show up."
"He won't be able to miss me. I'll be in a red dress.
Tell him I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
"Will do...and be careful."
"Don't worry about me, I'll be perfectly fine. Now,
call the waiter and let him know to be looking out for me
shortly."
After touching up my makeup and scrutinizing my
entire look a few more times to the point that I knew it
couldn't get any better, I grabbed my purse and headed out. I strolled down the hallway towards the elevator and
noticed a room door slightly open, but nobody came out
so I kept on my way, not thinking too much of it. When I
turned the corner, I heard a door slam shut. The sound of
keys dangling let me know how much closer the person
was getting. I hit the down button on the elevator again,
because for some reason I was getting an uneasy feeling.
When the elevator door opened, I damn near
leaped inside. There was a middle aged Asian couple
looking at me bizarrely, and they practically jumped
to the other side trying to get as far away from me as
possible. I couldn't front, my entire vibe was giving off
a crazy-chick-up-to-no-good, especially when I diligently
kept pushing the button to close the door.
Right when I moved back to the corner to breathe a
sigh of relief because the elevator was almost completely
shut, a huge hand with long thick fingers latched on to
the steel which caused the doors
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