I think everybody has at least once. It's part of how most of us learn how to be successful in relationships.
In high school I used to trade bitches off, set up "fuck fest" on days off of school, keep record of how many bitches I done banged, you know average high school nigga shit. Graduated and go to my first "real" job at this call center and after 2 months of spreading love with like 8 different freaks I catch feelings with Big Booty Juanita. Slim waist, firm tits, by the nickname you know the ass was enormous, and was cool as shit. I was a Wu-Tang head and she put me on 2 Outkast shit like that cool. Im 18 and she 23 at the time so my nose was wide open from that fact and also she had her own place. I stayed at her place alot and she started leaving me there to go to 21 and over clubs. homeboys is like "I saw Juanita leave in this Acura Legand with this guy last night. I'm like probably just her ride home since i had her car last night. One night I waited till she got home and I tried to get some pussy. She like I'm tired and goes right to the shower. I go look in the dirty clothes and find her panties and they look like whoever busted a nut slam in them!! I was hurt, I show them to her and she denies it tryin to make me believe it was from a yeast infection. I wanted to believe it but I start to do more investigation and in the process my homeboy comes clean with what he knows. He tells me she has been basically pass around pussy for the major hustlas (and some of the minor) for a while now. He tells me he found out when His other homeboy took him to pick up these freaks (basically Juanita and her auntie)and Juanita turned out to be one of them. My homeboy said Juanita looked she had seen a ghost when she hopped in the backseat and saw my boy in the front. At the time he claimed he didn't fuck her (later he admitted he did because they switched them hoes up) and he didn't tell me because he knew this was like the first bitch I really cared for. I took this info and went to Juanita's house and didn't say anything about it until I got done fucking her. She wanted to kiss and shit but i skipped all that, and she wanted boo time when we got done but i got up and headed out the door. She was like what's the deal. I didn't say shit just got in my car and left. Quit working at the call center because I figured some of those people had to know and I was embrassed. So I pulled the worst player-hatin card in my life when I called her mom and was like "Mrs. B it was nice knowing you but I am not dating your daughter anymore because your sister has taught her how to be a superb whore!" Her mom was like "excuse me" and I cried while telling her mom basically everything I've told you.
ima just tell u niggaz like this...........dont ever, under any circumstances,......give your number to a prostitute...
never......everrrrrrrr......EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Stay far away from that bitch as possible!Told this before.
Several years ago, I met back up with a fine bitch I knew from my hometown, Memphis, on Facebook. Talked for a few months. She was living in NYC, in a relationship with a bulldyke. Bulldyke beat her ass when she found out about me. I told the chick to come down south with me, she comes.
It was all good. She was very intelligent. She cooked, cleaned, and was good in bed. The problem came when I found out she had like 60 partners @ 22 years old and a couple of kids living somewhere else that she hid from me.
Accidently found out she was talking to other niggas and sucking dicks through her Facebook account.
She was also a few weeks pregnant, I think, by me.
She gets mad, I get mad, and put her out my crib. Nosey neighbors call the police because she was out there crying hysterically and banging on the door.
Police come and arrest me for DV because "I pushed her out the door" and locked her out of MY crib.
She stole some cash and electronics then caught the first flight to the westcoast the evening I was locked up.
I got back home finally, mad and hurt at the same time. She was gone.
Claimed she had an abortion a couple months afterwards per email.
Ironically and Surprisingly enough, We still talk from time to time. Maybe a few times a year. She eventually had a third child by a third nigga.
Killed "mine".
My crazy ass still have feelings for her believe it or not. Although I don't expect to ever act on them just based off principal.
If this is of any consolation, the bitch is fine and has the phattest ass ever.
ima just tell u niggaz like this...........dont ever, under any circumstances,......give your number to a prostitute...
never......everrrrrrrr......EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Nawl nigga... you gotta acknowledge the pain & growthYall stop quoting my years old post like I wrote it yesterday.
I want yall to acknowledge that it's old.Nawl nigga... you gotta acknowledge the pain & growth
TrueI think everybody has at least once. It's part of how most of us learn how to be successful in relationships.
If you get back with her then you deserve all the bullshit and drama it beings. You stupid just for still talking fo her.Told this before.
Several years ago, I met back up with a fine bitch I knew from my hometown, Memphis, on Facebook. Talked for a few months. She was living in NYC, in a relationship with a bulldyke. Bulldyke beat her ass when she found out about me. I told the chick to come down south with me, she comes.
It was all good. She was very intelligent. She cooked, cleaned, and was good in bed. The problem came when I found out she had like 60 partners @ 22 years old and a couple of kids living somewhere else that she hid from me.
Accidently found out she was talking to other niggas and sucking dicks through her Facebook account.
She was also a few weeks pregnant, I think, by me.
She gets mad, I get mad, and put her out my crib. Nosey neighbors call the police because she was out there crying hysterically and banging on the door.
Police come and arrest me for DV because "I pushed her out the door" and locked her out of MY crib.
She stole some cash and electronics then caught the first flight to the westcoast the evening I was locked up.
I got back home finally, mad and hurt at the same time. She was gone.
Claimed she had an abortion a couple months afterwards per email.
Ironically and Surprisingly enough, We still talk from time to time. Maybe a few times a year. She eventually had a third child by a third nigga.
Killed "mine".
My crazy ass still have feelings for her believe it or not. Although I don't expect to ever act on them just based off principal.
If this is of any consolation, the bitch is fine and has the phattest ass ever.