by Linette King
Who the fuck has cards that tell you how long you should do certain sexual favors to the other one? I didn’t even want to hear about no crazy shit like that, now she doesn’t try to tell me. I just figured if she likes it then I love it. She can keep all the details to herself.
Any who, Rashard asked me to marry him. For some reason, I felt the need to talk to Amere about it first but he seemed ok with it. I don’t even know why I told him.
Rashard has been coming home every night and he’s getting ready to open up a club here in Atlanta. He has this brilliant plan that he thinks will steal all of the strippers from Diamonds of Atlanta.
That man really kills me. Our relationship has been so good since we’ve both been giving it our all. I swear you can’t tell me nothing about my man. His ass doesn’t even have a lock code on his phone anymore.
Well, I gotta go! Ya girl has a wedding to plan!
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