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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

No Glass Slipper in her Picture

I

Brought my play sis Ty to my guy Sean crib
She had just turned 18
Her body ripe with the beauty of an angel
And the goddess of the night
Her skin was coco butter soft
And she had this pure image that would never fade to dark
Tomorrow she would go to prom
She had a thing for all my friends
Tonight she didn’t know it was going to go down with all of them

Donald, Brian, and Jason
Were drink and having fun
Pass Ty the bottle
She gulped it all and it was all gone
Instead of seeing one
Now she’s seeing two.

I saw her flirting with everyone that was part of the crew.
Told her don’t be that girl who fucks everyone in the group.
She giggled and said I’m still a virgin.
No plans on sexing till I meet that one dude.
Little did she know it wasn’t one but four that she would get around to

II

The party winding down
The clock had hit past twelve
This pretty little Cinderella
Couldn’t put herself together
Had to carry her to the truck
Because the liquor had made her stuck

I tried to address the issue by making a move myself
Instead she left the truck
And stumbled her way into the lap of someone else

I chase her into the house
I see her undressing on the couch
Baring it all she opens mouth
Starts kissing Donald in Sean’s house

Sean comes in the room to see it all
He approaches her an began to take off his drawls
Takes hand to her head and place dick upon her jaw

I leave the room for I couldn’t bear to see
My play sis turn into a statistic in front of me.
Brian heads to the room
Says I’m going to get me some too
Jason followed suit
As I sit outside the room

I hear faint noises I didn’t want to hear from her
I hear weeping as if tears occurred
I feel bad but then I think to myself
I tried to stop what had occurred

The smell of sex was in the air.
I left because the scent was to nauseating to bear

I get a call the next morning
Bro I don’t remember what happened when I was there
And I couldn’t find my underwear….

In her voice I hear she’s scared
I  said nothing happened to you

I swear

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