Little Some

Daetriana Burks-Reed

August 7, 2012

Instances Stories

The Tales of My Ex-Boyfriends

There was this person dated; his name was Jason. Jason was a tall, light skinned 17 year old with hair and very toned muscles, which made him a heartthrob and a must have for all the whores in the neighborhood. However, she was a faithful one. He wanted no other but me. He would call me every night to say bye and every morning to say hey. Therefore, one day we were on my porch and we were giggling and laughing having a good time enjoying each other company.

My father kept this many colors comfortable computer chair on the porch for when he had days off, and he play angry birds on his phone with a cigarette and diet sprite or 7up pop.

So, that day Jason and I were on the porch. Jason sat on the chair with his feet kicked on the cement holders were had used as seats. I sat next to his, on the cement feet with my lags on his lap.

“I’ll rub your feet, but that’s nasty”, he blurted out while rubbing my pants leg. All I did was laugh. He smiled at me because he loved my laugh’ he loves it more when he makes me laugh. In the mist of me laughing, he opened his mouth and closed his eyes.

“I get horny; you know that right”

“I don’t give a fuck; you know that right.” I yelled back at him and raised my eyebrows.

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“Come on baby, it’s hard to be faithful when you got girls throwing themselves at you. If I cheat on you, it is your fault.” I just got up and went in the house.

I was always skeptical about dating boys from my school, but I made and exception for this one sophomore. He was cute, I mean he was really cute, and he was older. Every day he gave me compliments on my hair and my clothes even though we were wearing the same thing. He was shorter than I was, but I learned to be okay with it.

Before I agreed to go out with him, he would call and text me all the time, but when I finally told him yes we did not talk as much. I...