I see this guy that I’ll call t.
we’re cool. we literally sleep together when one of us are lonely and we diddle every now and again when I’m insatiable. his dad is my mom’s husband’s cousin. I had the pleasure of finding that out when I was sleepily stumbling out of his house one morning. I look up and BAM — there’s my mom’s husband’s sister. she snitched on me and that’s fine cause I’m grown.
fast forward to why I need new hoes… I’m over my mom’s for thanksgiving and t’s dad is there. I saw him once when he helped us move, but my mom goes, *hey m, this is my daughter blah blah blah*. he goes *oh I know her that’s my son’s friend*. WHAT THE FUCK?! we’re not friends, we’re sleeping associates and sometimes we fuck. but his dad is such a fuckin dog. his dad is such a dog that I’m afraid it may be hereditary and I want no parts of that. t gotta go and I need new hoes.