Sleep. I'm awake first. My morning wood in her hand. Crawl out and go pee. Start coffee. Smell wakes her and she bathrobes into the kitch. "Watcha wan... for breakfast?" "Just coffee," she answers, sleepily. "Remember last night at dinner when you asked me about being 420 friendly?" "Yeah, Lady. What about it?" "Well, I nearly got busted about a month ago. Neighborhood bitch called the cops. When they knocked, I had just finished my stash and washed out the pipe, so there was no dope to find.. Your back arches as your body cries, “Yes, touch me there!” But a film of black silk separates us. The strap of your night gown invites me to slide it down your arm even further. As I do, you crook your arm and the impediment is removed. Your breast comes into full view in the dim light, your nipple, dark against the alabaster skin of your breast. Inviting my touch. Inviting my mouth. Inviting my tongue. I am in awe at the perfection. God made you a woman. God made you a. ’ ‘FUCK YOU NIGGA !!!’ … I just started grinning and walked away … Marsha was standing in the middle of the street shaking and sobbing. She was right. I was a nice guy … to nice people .. and I just kept flashing back to the time a cup of beer was tossed into my face when Marsha thought that I had goosed her. It was actually an aquaintance that was into her. We were at this show and he reached through the crowd and grabbed a handfull of her chunky ass. she spent the next four month scalling me. " It wasn't until I was riding back with Reanna that I wondered which 'axe' she was referring to.I found myself spending a few extra minutes with Flake. Despite a basic shyness and self-deprecating style, he struck me as one to watch. During our talk, it was like he was very subtly determining my strengths and weaknesses as much as the other way around, and making tactical... not suggestions so much as hints. I listened to those hints, and would remember to commend him to the Captain of the.