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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 8, 2013 1:48:11 GMT -5
Merce grabbed my hand and pulled me into his lap. He gave me a long passionate kiss before we finally took in the view I had from my patio. Around noon Merce decided to go home, but promised he would be back later.
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Post by Desaree on Feb 8, 2013 7:09:31 GMT -5
After he left, I didn't have anything to do at my house, so I decided to see what Tracey was up to. I sent a text message telling him to meet me at a park. He responded quickly with an 'okay'.
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 8, 2013 13:25:00 GMT -5
I left the house and was sure to lock my door this time. I walked down the street to the bus stop and waited. When the bus came I only had five stops until the park. I got off the bus and the park was full of life. There were couples holding and walking and children running and playing everywhere. I quickly spotted Tracey and gave him a huge hug when I saw him.
"Hey doll what's been happening?" He asked.
"Nothing just getting adjusted in my place."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 8, 2013 14:58:21 GMT -5
"When can I come over?"
"Whenever. Unless Merce is there. He feels some kind of way about you."
"Really? He's not really my type and you're my best friend so tell him I'm not inter-"
"Ewww, Tracey, not like that!"
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 8, 2013 15:32:13 GMT -5
"Oh, well I mean that's cool I rather kick it with just you anyway."
"Yeah maybe after school tomorrow we can chill."
"Oh good and I'll bring your stuff you left at my house from the Trey Songz concert."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 8, 2013 15:35:47 GMT -5
"Cool, so, what's up with you?"
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 8, 2013 15:47:34 GMT -5
"A lot."
"Why?"
"Well lately my dad's been on my case. He's still trying to get me act like a boy and all that nonsense again."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 8, 2013 18:22:41 GMT -5
"How dare he try to make his SON act like a BOY?"
"Shut up, Cindy."
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 8, 2013 20:53:57 GMT -5
"Sorry." I said holding in laughter.
"I'm just tired of it. He knows I like what I like and can't change it. I just want him to accept it that's all."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 10, 2013 12:47:48 GMT -5
"Y'all should go to family counseling."
"Girl, Charles ain't having that."
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 10, 2013 15:47:32 GMT -5
"Well y'all need an intervention or something or else this is going to be a mess."
"I'm not worried because eventually I'll be off at college and I won't have to worry about him any more."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 11, 2013 7:01:18 GMT -5
"Won't you need his help to pay for college?"
"No. I got this cousin who can make it look like I paid for six dollars and fourteen cents."
"Please stop telling me about your cousins and their stupidly illegal affairs."
"Well, don't ask for Kimono's help when it's time for you to pay for college."
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 11, 2013 10:39:03 GMT -5
"Trust me I won't."
"So girl I have an idea."
"What?"
"We should both get our belly button pierced."
"Only if Kimono is paying." I burst into laughter.
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Post by Desaree on Feb 11, 2013 14:31:47 GMT -5
As usual, Tracey did not find my comment funny. He waited for my laughter to die down before speaking. "You ain't got too many more times to laugh at me, Cindy."
"I'm sorry." I finally stopped laughing. "When did you come up with that idea?"
"Yesterday. Charles and I were arguing and he was like, 'the only thing you need to make your gayness official is a belly button piercing.' So, I'm about to teach him a lesson."
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 11, 2013 16:46:22 GMT -5
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea."
"I think it is. I just need to prove myself to my father once and for all. Luckily he gave me money on the weekend as always and well I'll be using his money to get it."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 11, 2013 17:07:05 GMT -5
"Well, you have fun with that. I'll pass."
"Suit yourself."
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 11, 2013 17:12:33 GMT -5
Tracey started off in another direction.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"To get my belly button pierced."
I ran to catch up with him. I couldn't let him go alone plus I wanted to see his reaction.
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Post by Desaree on Feb 11, 2013 17:38:58 GMT -5
I thought we were going to a shop to get it done, but we ended up a house. We went inside and then to the basement. Tracey handed a woman fifty cent, then introduced her as his cousin, Kimona, Kimono's twin sister. Of course. Who else pierced belly buttons for fifty cent?
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Post by ladytoodee44 on Feb 11, 2013 17:48:28 GMT -5
She went over to a table and grabbed a light, a needle, gloves, paper towels, cotton swabs, some alcohol pads, and a clear box of navel rings. She then cleaned around his belly button, then she burned the needle to sterilize it and she wiped it clean with a alcohol pad.
"What belly ring you want?" She asked handing the box to Tracey before she put on her gloves.
"I'll take this rainbow belly ring, to symolize gay pride." Tracey said grinning.
Kimona prepared the belly ring and grabbed the needle. She didn't even warn Tracey before she started piercing him. He squealed just like a little pig. Then she inserted the belly ring and wiped off the excess blood.
"Go look at it in the mirror." She said.
He walked to the bathroom down the hall. "Ohh this is sexy. Now do I have to clean it Kimona?"
"No boo it will be fine."
"Thanks girl." He said giving her a hug.
"No problem. Now what you want?" She said to me.
"Nothing...but thanks."
We left her house and Tracey walked out with his shirt tied up exposing his new belly ring. He was gay and proud and not afraid to show it.
"Tracey we're going to the tattoo shop down the street."
"Why? If you wanted something done Kimona could have hooked you up."
"No it's for you. I'm buying you some cleaner. You have to clean piercings before it gets infected."
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Post by Desaree on Feb 11, 2013 19:33:45 GMT -5
"But, Kimona said-"
"Kimona, the chick who just gave you a belly button piercing for next to nothing? Oh, okay. Let's go."
"Stop sneak dissing my family."
"I wasn't sneaking, Trace."
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