Me 28, her 45. Met her online. Talked on the phone, hung out with her at her friends party, back to her crib to smash.....to bad she lived with her wealthy father. The poon was exceptional....she was dark skin and thick (no stomach pouch) and dudes would take 2nd looks and stare at :datass: when they saw her, plus she was bi......I do be reminiscing sometimes...
Me 28, her 43. Met at her own birthday party in Baltimore at Melbas (some of yall folks in Bmore know about that
). Light skin, short, thick. Back to my crib to for a smooshing. Only saw her once more. The crazy thing though happened several months later when I hadn't seen or talked to her in awhile. Met a sophomore that went to Coppin State, she was 20 getting ready to start summer school, but hadn't moved out her house yet. Through our conversation, I began to realize who her mother was........
.........this was one of those, you know the
right thing to do here (leave and don't speak to her again)...........I figured I would explore this relationship just a tad bit longer
.....So being reckless, sorta like MalcolmXXX with his great plan, that was poorly executed, I call the mom, the 43 year old and guess who picks up, the daughter that I'm talking to who also sees my name on incoming call number. Long story short, after I finish talking to the mom, I get a text that ask have been talking to her daughter.......after a long pause I say.......
......
....this is crazy, I'm so sorry.....
. Never talked to either one ever again....