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“Oh yeah Jai
, I got to talk to you about something later on,” Pierre yelled back to her.

“Okay,” she said in return. Ava was
giving Pierre a dirty look but he never noticed.

“Well don’t let me interrupt
. I’ll just be heading on my way,” Ava said.

“Where you staying at
tonight?” Pierre asked.

“At my parent’s house, where else?” Ava asked. Pierre could sense attitude in her voice so he let her leave. He didn’t know who was telling the truth, Promise or Ava but he knew he had to warn
Jaidyn either way of the trouble she could possibly be in.

 

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Sunday night rolled around and Zariah was ready for her date that Isaiah had planned for her. She took a look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was curly and hanging down to her shoulders resulting from her braiding her hair and rolling it up five hours before. She had on a black polyester long sleeve v-neck dress that showed her cleavage just right and hugged her ass too. “Okay Yolanda how do I look?” She asked as she turned to look at Yolanda. Yolanda stood there in the doorway of the bathroom smiling.


You look beautiful sweetie. Just go out and have a good time and remember to leave stress here and pick it back up when you come back home,” she said in return. Zariah sucked her teeth and laughed in return.

“Girl you are something else,”
Zariah said as she applied some black eyeliner to her eyes.

“Alright I’ll see you later,” Yolanda said as she gave her cousin a hug and watched her walk out the door like it was
her first date all over again.

Zariah
stood in front of his apartment door. She sighed deeply and knocked on his door. He opened it standing there in a black Armani suit with a bouquet of red and white roses in his hand. “Hello beautiful,” he said.

“Hey,” she replied with a content smile on her face. Isaiah
looked at her from head to toe and licked his lips slowly.

“I see we th
ink alike when it comes to colors,” he said as he looked back up at Zariah’s eyes.

“Yeah we complement each other,”
Zariah replied. Isaiah moved to the side and let her come in. Zariah’s eyes almost popped out their sockets when she saw the scenery Isaiah set out for her. There were red and white roses all over the carpet leading up to a circular glass table with dinner by candle light. The window view showed the Canada Bridge lit up, Zariah felt like she was in paradise.

“So what do you think?” Isaiah asked as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.
Zariah almost lost her breath as she felt the imprint of his dick pressing against her ass.

“Um it’s nice in here,” she finally replied as she was coming back to reality.

“Are you sure?” He asked showing off his million dollar smile.

“Yes you know how to treat a woman
,” she replied with a smile upon her face. He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

“And it only gets better from here,” he replied.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the table. There were two plates of lobster tails over yellow rice with broccoli and lemon on the side.

“Wow this looks delicious,” an amazed
Zariah said.

“Not as delicious as you,” he said. He pulled out her chair and tapped the seat for her to sit down
. She did as she was told and they sat there having dinner and small talk while sipping on pink Moscato.

“So how are you feeling?” Isaiah asked after dinner was done.

“I feel full and relaxed,” Zariah said in return with a chuckle.

“That’s good to hear
. I’m glad I can satisfy you to my full potential,” he replied.

“Yes you have.” Silence circulated between them for a minute. “What’s on your mind
Zariah asked.

“You,” he replied staring her deep into her eyes from across the table.

“Oh stop,” Zariah replied smiling.

“No I’m serious,” Isaiah said with a serious expression on his face. “I want you. I’ve wanted you since I first seen you at the club. I’m craving you. I want you now.”

Zariah could feel a tingling sensation between her thighs again. She had to admit it had been almost two months since she last had sex with Quincy. Lately she had been too distant and depressed to even get turned on by him. It was about that time that she was due for some
sexual healing.
“So what’s stopping you?” She found herself asking. He bit his bottom lip and got up from the table and walked over to her.

“So you do admit that you want me to
o,” he said to her as he forced her to look into his eyes. Zariah felt like she was in a trance at this moment. He licked her lips with the tip of his tongue. “Am I right?” He asked.

“Yes,” was all
Zariah could say above a whisper. Isaiah chuckled and bit his bottom lip again. He pulled her chair back and turned her towards him. He got on his knees and grabbed her by the waist. He pushed her dress back and pushed her thighs apart.

Zariah’s
throat went dry and her heart was pounding against her chest as she felt his face in between her thighs. The warmness of his breath against her lower lips made her feel like she was going to have a heart attack before the sex even happened.

After ten minutes of Isaiah making love to her pussy with his mouth and getting three orgasms out of it he came up for air and wiped his mouth.
Zariah sat there trying to catch her breath. Isaiah smiled knowing he had her where he wanted her. He undressed himself then undressed her slowly. He picked her with force and wrapped her around his waist. He pressed her up against the window and began fucking her right there, letting whoever passed by see a free porno up and close if they wanted to.

“OOOOOOHHHH MY GOOOOOOOD!!!!!”
Zariah screamed out as she exploded on his dick some minutes later.

“I’m just getting started baby,” he said as he carried her into the bedroom and closed the door. Anything and everything was possible to try and he was going to take advantage of it all and show
Zariah what she had been missing all of her life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                              
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                     Jaidyn’s P.O.V.

 

“Hey boo, how are you today?” I heard Pierre ask me that Monday evening as I strolled into the house tired from work. “I’m good how are you?” I asked as I put my belongings down on the table and went and sat on the couch.

“Here you go,”
Pierre said as he handed me a champagne glass with our favorite signature drink in it, extra smooth vodka and slushy orange juice.

“Oh you must have read my mind,” I said taking a sip of the drink and feeling better now.

“You’re welcome and to answer your question I am good too,” Pierre replied as he sat down on the couch next to me.

“How did you know I needed this drink?” I asked.

“Trust me we all need a drink when we come home from a long day of work,” Pierre replied as he took a sip of his drink.

“So you in for the night?” I asked him. He nodded his he
ad yes. I was shocked. “What you mean to tell me you’re not spending time with Kevin tonight?” I asked.

“Nope, believe it or not but I
told him I need to spend time with my girl tonight. I mean I really have been neglecting you lately.”


Awww Pierre you don’t have to feel bad. You’re happy again and you’re spending time with someone who has potential to be in your life for a while. Do you know how long I have wanted this for you?”

Pierre sighed and smiled. “Yes I must admit I’m falling hard for Kevin. You know it feels good to go out in public and he’s not afraid to
show affection to me. I’ve wanted that since forever. Now I don’t feel like me coming out of the closet was a waste of time it was for a reason…shit to be honest it seems too good to be true that he is in my life?”

“Why do you say that?” I asked.

“It just does, I feel like sooner or later God is going to take him from me,” Pierre replied.

“Hey don’t say that,” I said. I turned Pierre’s eyes to look at mine. “What you are feeling is real. It’s time for you to start accepting this gift God has planted into your life
.” Pierre smiled in return and left what I said at that.

“So do you mind if I as
k you a question?” Pierre asked.

“Go ahead,” I said.

“What’s up with you and Ava?” I knew this conversation was going to come sooner or later and I respected Pierre too much to lie to him. I had to tell him the truth.

“To be honest Pierre
, we are getting close with each other,” I came out and said. Pierre looked surprise but didn’t pass judgment on me.

“Is this what you want?” h
e asked.

“Yes, I don’t know what it is but Ava has a way of making me feel comfortable and ha
ppy. I am falling in comfort with her, you know.” I was hoping he could understand where I was coming from. He nodded his head to let me know he understood where I was coming from.

“Well I don’t want you to think I’m judging you when I say this but I need you to understand something…living life as gay, lesbian, bisexual, or transgender is never easy
to live with and society makes it that way. This is not something that we can live with being comfortable with everyday. There are certain privileges we don’t have that heterosexuals do have.”

“I understand that,” I replied.

“Please understand that people who are homosexual have died in hate crimes. We get judged by people of religion and looked at like we are diseased and shouldn’t even be on this earth. So I need you to understand this lifestyle we live isn’t something we just choose one day out the blue it’s something that we struggle with when we are born. We can’t understand at first why we don’t fit in with the norm and then when we finally do understand, we choose to accept it. So Jai if this is something that you’re doing to get over the hurt of Quincy, please don’t do it if you aren’t serious about it. You don’t want to deal with the hatred and evil that we have to deal with every day.”

 
Sitting there listening to Pierre it gave me a reality check and better understanding of what the LGBTQ community has to deal with. Seeing him get teary eyed made me understand his pain better as well. Pierre and I have had deep conversations before but not once have I ever asked him how he felt about being gay…now I see. He accepted himself but felt pain from not being able to fully express it to the world.

“I understand everything that you are saying Pierre. I can assure you that Ava and I aren’t moving in that direction of being together. We just have fun together and Lord knows I have wanted to laugh and have fun for a long time now. Quincy took a part of me away that I can probably never get back but I’m learning to be okay with the pain he caused me. I’m not going to lie I have kissed Ava, I even let her sleep in my bed a couple times but I promise you it has not gone further than that.”

“Are you
sure Ava feels the same way?” he asked me.

“I believe so,” I replied.

“Well you just make sure y’all are on the same page with that,” he said. “But there is something I think you should know about Ava.”

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Has she ever told you of her past relationship?” He asked me.

“No, we haven’t really known each other that long besides I haven’t told her anything about Quincy and I don’t really think I want to know the past.
It’s the past for a reason.”

“Well I think you should know about this past because it may change your perspective of her,” Pierre replied.

“Pierre you know I’m not the type of person to stop talking to someone over some he say she say stuff.”

“I know Jai I’m just saying you should know Ava can be very jealous and sometimes her jealousy can lead to her getting violent.”

“And how do you know this?” I asked shocked that I was questioning my friend’s judgment of Ava. Was I catching feelings for her and just didn’t want to admit it?

“I’ve known Ava for a long time Jai and I know how her attitude can be but I just had a talk with her ex Promise on Skype the other day and she
told me lately Ava has had trust issues and sometimes would get violent with her,” Pierre explained.

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