The morning sunlight peaked through the window blinds, shining on Jazmine's face. Jazmine's eyes fluttered open, followed by a grimace as she turned away from the intruding brightness. As she turned on her other side she was met by a sprawled out Cindy who was as deep in sleep as one could get. She was in a full starfish position with her left arm and leg halfway hanging off the bed and her mouth agape letting out soft snores. Her blonde hair was spread out over her face and the surrounding pillows. Jazmine silently giggled to herself at the sight before her.
She looked over at the digital clock on Cindy's side of the bed as it read 11:17 am. Neither of them ever slept in much, especially Cindy. They usually both were up early even on weekends either exercising or at practice. She guessed that the previous night's activities had really wore her girlfriend out. Jazmine smirked to herself.
She was never a sexual or promiscuous person until she met Cindy. She had always been so timid, naïve, and shy. But something about Cindy brought out her wild side. Even when they were just friends, Jazmine admired Cindy for how fearless she was. She had always been so drawn to Cindy for her pride and confidence. She didn't mind that Cindy had been identified as a lesbian. It honestly didn't alter Jazmine's feelings for her at all. Cindy made her feel wanted, loved and happy.
That is why she loves her so much. Cindy not once questioned Jazmine about her sexuality. It was an unnecessary question of course. Cindy knew that she was the only woman, let alone the only person Jazmine has ever been in a serious relationship with and she would never pressure Jazmine into deciding what her sexual orientation was. Cindy was protective, loving, self-motivated, trustworthy and loyal and that was more than enough for Jazmine.
Jazmine sat up and reached over her and side of the bed for her PINK boy shorts and matching tank top. She got out of bed with her clothes in hand and tip-toed to the conjoining bathroom. Cindy's master bedroom was fit for a king. In the bedroom was her king-sized bed and grand dresser with a huge mirror and cabinets, two nightstands on either side of the bed, a 50 in. flat screen tv mounted on the wall in front of the bed and shelves on the wall full full with Cindy's trophies, candles and pictures of her and her family, teammates and of courses her and Jazmine. the
In the bathroom was a large mirror that took up the whole wall, two sinks with cabinets underneath, a jacuzzi tub, a walk-in closet and a marble built walk-in shower with glass doors. Her entire mansion was furnished with the most luxurious decorum Jazmine has ever seen.
One could easily say Cindy was spoiled but that wasn't the case. Cindy has brought up the offer for Jazmine to move in with her time and time again. As much as Jazmine wanted to accept, she knew that it was too soon. She liked her simple apartment and the coziness of it. Plus, she likes her alone time when their not around each other. It sweetens the reunion she would say. But that wasn't the only reason. Jazmine remembered a certain point in time where she stayed with Cindy under the most unfortunate circumstances and it had almost ruined their relationship.
Cindy lost her parents a year ago in a tragic car crash during a thunderstorm. They were on their way back to this very house after Cindy's basketball game. Cindy was so in shock, she didn't cry until the funeral when they were laying in the open casket together. She threw herself at the casket and was shrieking and yelling in a tone Jazmine never thought she could reach. It took her, Huey and Jazmine's parents to restrain her and remove her from the room.
They left the house, all their assets, properties and estates to Cindy, making her one of Maryland's richest heiresses. She was solely wealthy for life, yes, but Cindy never flaunted it. She still lived her daily life normal, no extravagant spending of any kind.
That period of time was the roughest for Jazmine and Cindy. Cindy was highly depressed and angry. At times it was easy to console her, but other times she took her anger out on Jazmine and said and did things to her that nearly drove them to end the relationship.
But Jazmine stood strong for Cindy because she knew this was all coming from a place of hurt and grief and she couldn't possibly abandon her in her time of need. Her parents may not have had the best marriage, but they were still her parents. At least they actually accepted Cindy for who she was, unlike Jazmine's parents.
Jazmine slipped on her tank top and boy shorts and looked at herself in the mirror. She loved her image very much. She outgrew her skinny frame and limbs and grew curves in all the right places. Her hair developed from the kinky, tangly Afro puff into big, luscious, voluminous curls that fell around her face and down her back.
She pulled her hair up into a sloppy bun and rinsed her face with warm water. She then looked at herself again and her face saddened as she reminisced that awful argument she and Cindy had after her parents died. She softly rubbed her right cheek, remembering the harsh bruise that once remained there. She quickly shook it off and snapped back to the present. What was done was done and there's no going back and changing it and no need moping about it. In the middle of brushing her teeth, she could hear Cindy muttering in her sleep.
"Punkyy..n-nahh don't!" Cindy muttered. Jazmine looked over at her with her toothbrush in her mouth. Don't what? "D-don't leave me…Punkyyy." Cindy trailed off at the end followed by another snore. Jazmine made a confused look. She quickly spit out the toothpaste and rinsed her mouth before drying off and making her way over to the bed.
She bit her bottom lip as she got back on the bed and straddled Cindy. She was still wearing her sports bra and basketball shorts. Cindy shuffled softly under her, switching her head to the other side. Jazmine smiled as she leant down and kissed Cindy on the cheek, followed by a kiss on the nose. Cindy was starting to wake up now. Jazmine continued and kissed Cindy's collarbone all the way up Cindy's neck.
As Cindy woke, she turned her head and softly grabbed Jazmine's head as she gave her a sweet lingering kiss on the mouth. Jazmine immediately kissed back starting to lightly grind on top of Cindy. Cindy gave a soft groan as she slid her hands up Jazmine's soft thighs and placed them on her butt, strongly grabbing two handfuls and pulling Jazmine's weight more down on her waist as she grind on her. Jazmine responded to her lead and continued to grind harder, resulting in sighs from both her and Cindy.
"Girl you better stop," Cindy groaned. "Before I go back and get the strap again." Jazmine gave a shudder. She remembered the night before, where Cindy had Jazmine's knees pressed to her chest and ankles above her head, and Cindy was not giving her any mercy until Jazmine was forced to tap out. Jazmine nervously bit her lip as she remembered the strength and intensity Cindy used with that tool. Cindy smirked as she sat up still holding Jazmine close to her. "I didn't think so," she muttered.
That heat that Jazmine always felt in her womanly area was rising again. Seriously? What was it with this woman? This was a feeling Jazmine felt constantly with her and it never ceased! No one has ever made her feel like this at this intensity, and she LOVED it! But this time she suppressed it.
"You're acting like you were the only one in control last night," Jazmine retorted while slipping her hand down Cindy's shorts. Now it was Cindy's turn to tense up as she remembered Jazmine in reverse cowgirl, working her hips and her ass, on Cindy's waist. Every motion Jazmine made, caused a pleasing friction between the base of the strap and Cindy's mound. As Jazmine cried as she squatted up and down on it repeatedly like a pro, Cindy lost all control and climaxed as she held onto Jazmine's ass for dear life.
Jazmine smirked back at her as she saw Cindy's defeated look. She pushed Cindy back down on the bed forcefully and bit her lip. "Yeah, that's what I thought!" Jazmine teased as she got off of Cindy.
"Yeah, while you thinking, why don't you take yo fine ass in the kitchen and make daddy some late breakfast," Cindy said getting up and stretching. Jazmine rolled her eyes as she stepped into a pair of house shoes and walked out the room and down the hallway.
She guessed since 'Daddy put it down' making her some food was the least she could do. When she reached the kitchen she opened the refrigerator and looked for ingredients she could work with.
She grabbed the carton of eggs, the bag of spinach, the bag of shredded cheddar cheese and the carton of strawberries still chopped from the previous night. Next she looked in the freezer and grabbed the package of pork sausage links. She set all her ingredients down on the counter next to the stove. Time to work her magic.
Cindy was finishing her second braid going down her back and applied some hold spray on the ends. She reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste and started brushing her teeth. In the middle of doing so, Cindy's phone rang. She picked it up and read the caller ID which said Reezy. Cindy's eyes widened as she quickly spit out the toothpaste, rinsed out her mouth and finally answered it.
"Yo Reezy! What's up homie?" Cindy exclaimed.
"Ayyeee Yo C-Murph!" Riley exclaimed back. "Man what the fuck is up?! It's been a min! How you been G?! You up and went ghost on a mothafucka!"
"I know dude, shit's been crazy outchea! Just school, hoopin, and getting this money you know how we do!" Cindy made her way back to the bedroom and opened her dressers to pick out her outfit for the day.
"I hear ya man! We been seein' you on ESPNU straight ballin on these hoes yo! Keep doin' yo shit man!" Riley encouraged.
"I try, I try," Cindy said.
"But on some real shit though," Riley changed his tone. "I never got a chance to send you my condolences for your loss. I'm so sorry Cindy for real." Cindy stopped and slowly sat down on the bed as she listened. "Huey and me know what it's like to lose your parents. I can understand what you've been goin' through and I'm sorry I wasn't there at the funeral." Cindy started to tear up. She didn't let any fall but she still was battling to maintain her composure.
"Thanks Riley," Cindy's voice started to shake. "I really appreciate it. I've just been taking it day by day. It was hella hard at first, but each day it gets a little easier."
It was the exact opposite.
Each day wasn't better.
With each passing day it got worse and worse. Cindy missed classes, practices, she sat on the bench for almost the rest of the season, she lost all touch of reality and almost the love of her life. Jazmine looked after Cindy and took care of her and Cindy loved her even more for it. But she had to admit, she was a real bitch to Jazmine.
She didn't mean to turn into a monster, but Jazmine still stayed by her side and it wasn't like Cindy made it easy. She was drinking and smoking her life away and that caused her to change her all around attitude towards everything.
Every time Jazmine had a kind word to say, Cindy spat out negative and nasty things back. Whenever Jazmine tried to show affection by kissing or hugging or cuddling with her, Cindy would abruptly pull away or shove her off. One time Jazmine said it would probably be best if she gave her some space, but Cindy turned the tables and made it seem like Jazmine was actually leaving her 'like her parents did' and that was a cruel and horrible thing to say, ESPECIALLY to the woman you love.
Until one day, when they had their worst argument when Jazmine tried snatching the bottle of Captain Morgan out of Cindy's hands, telling her she needed to get a grip and get her life together. That led to more yelling, which led to cursing and screaming, then tears falling, followed by regrettable statements, then out of nowhere Cindy's hand came flying across Jazmine's face.
She hit her so hard she fell back against the wall with a great force. Then there was silence. Jazmine's tears ceased as she slowly stood back up, holding her cheek where a bruise was already starting to form, and she looked at Cindy with the most resentful look of betrayal. Cindy stared back at her with a look full of regret, but it was too late.
Without another word, Jazmine walked past Cindy, grabbed her purse and keys, and walked straight out the door, slamming it shut behind her. At that moment, Cindy's world crumbled. She knew she was completely and utterly alone. She had just turned on the one person left in the world who loved her and cared about her.
Two and a half months passed with literally no communication between them. Jazmine blocked Cindy's number and all of her social media. Until one afternoon, Jazmine walked into her living room and kitchen full of a dozen of her favorite flowers, golden tulips with red stripes, each vase with a note saying how much Cindy loved her, how sorry she was about everything, how she acted foolish, how much she missed her, how she couldn't imagine life without her etc. etc.
Then she walked in her bedroom where a box with a light peach, spaghetti-strap, from-fitting dress and gold jewelry were inside. A not read: Please join me for dinner at 7? I'd love for you to wear this. Please forgive me Jazmine, I love you!
Jazmine smiled softly as tears welled up in her eyes. Forgiveness was easy for Jazmine given the right circumstances and she did seem like she was truly sorry for what she did. Of course Jazmine went with Cindy to dinner, where Cindy apologized even more and swore she would never put her hands on her again. More promises and amends were exchanged and you could only guess what else took place after dinner. Things returned back to normal afterwards. It was a huge thing to overcome for both of them, but in the end, it only made them stronger.
"No problem Cindy," Riley said. "Just keep ya head up G. But changing the subject! What you got planned tonight?"
"Not shit, we was just gonna find somethin' on Netflix and chill," Cindy said finishing putting on her shirt.
"Mannn ya'll nasty!" Cindy rolled her eyes. "Well Huey and me throwin' a party over here at our crib. It's for all our J. Edgar Hoover homies from back in da day! I know you miss ya Trailblazers family!"
"Hol' up, you AND Fro' boy throwin a party? Since when was his uptight ass the party type?"
"I don't know shittt, ever since you stole his bitch he been actin' like a whole 'notha person! He definitely ain't the gay ass mothafucka he used to be!"
"First of all, watch yo'self Reezy. That ain't just no bitch that's my woman. And I ain't steal no damn body from no one. Jazmine CHOSE me." Cindy rolled her eyes.
She got so annoyed in high school when people tried to taunt her for stealing Jazmine
'How do you steal a person?' Cindy thought.
They almost made it seem like she was the bad guy in all of this.
'How you gonna steal ole' dude girl like that? That's stone cold Cindy.'
'Damn C-Murph pullin' a honey like Jazmine Dubois! You got game son!'
'Shitt, I know Huey hurt as fuck right now. Getting his girl stolen from ANOTHER GIRL? That ain't a good look for Freeman.'
What people failed to realize was that Jazmine was never Huey's girl. Yes, they were close friends at the time and everyone believed that they were going to be the power couple of school. What they also failed to realize was the more powerful connection she and Jazmine shared, which is exactly why Jazmine was more than happy choosing Cindy.
"Look, I ain't mean to offend you C-Murph. I'm just sayin' ya'll two tore my bro heart all the way up. Ever since ya'll two made it official, Huey been wildin' the fuck out. I didn't think the bi… the female had that type of hold on him."
"Well that's his problem! And matter of fact, I don't feel comfortable comin' to ya'll party when it seems like he holdin' a grudge or somethin' against us. How I know he won't try nothin' while we there? Cuz I'm tellin' you Reezy, shit ain't goin' down like that. If he wants to have an identity crisis 'cause he got his heart broken, that's his problem. But I love Jazmine too much to bring her into a situation for ya'll to to fuck wit' her feelings like that."
"Man ain't nobody tryna run game on fake ass Mariah Carey! This ain't even the point I'm tryna make! We just tryna get the squad back together homie. That's it! Caesar's even back in town! We got him on the tables for the party. So you KNOW it's gon' be lit!"
Caesar? Now Cindy definitely missed that crazy dude. He had a full-ride soccer scholarship Michigan State and from what Cindy heard, he was still DJ-ing and had won quite a number of competitions.
"Aw word? Caesar? Broke into the principal's office and blasted Bob Marley on the PA system for 3 hours straight Caesar? Yo I ain't seen homeboy in a minute either."
"Exactly! So come through Cin! Bring Jazmine wit' you! I PROMISE it ain't on no bullshit like that. Right hand to the man!"
Cindy thought it over but still had that iffy feeling about the whole thing. Something just didn't sit right with her about this. But she did miss her old friends and catching up with them may be the kick in the but she and Jazmine needed to put all this drama behind them.
"Mmmm a'ight Reezy. I'm taking yo word on this. What time does the party start?"
"BET! The part starts at 10:30 but I don't expect it to be jumpin til 11:00. And we got security at the door so don't be packin' when you step up in here."
"Boy bye! I ain't on no pussy shit like that. If I were to take a mothafucka out, it would be wit 'dese DUKES! Not hidin' behind no gun, fuck I look like!"
"Yeaaahh whateva, I'll see ya'll tonight then."
"A'ight Reezy, holla," Cindy hung up.
"Word." Riley hung up and walked outside the Freeman house. He saw Huey sitting on the porch steps on his phone smoking a Black & Mild.
His Afro was just as big, if not bigger. He had definitely grown more fit since high school. He had that defined V-structure from his bulging shoulders and arms, a lean torso and broad waistline. He grew out his facial hair, nicely trimmed around his cheeks and chin. He was very mature-looking and it was a wonder how he still didn't have a girlfriend by now.
"Guess who I just got off the phone with?" Huey blew out smoke and looked over his shoulder.
"How could I possibly know that Riley? Melissa? Kedeisha? Marisol? Amber?"
"Nah nigga chill the fuck out! Makin' me sound like a hoe and shit hatin' ass!" Riley leaned against one of the pillars on the porch.
"I don't have to try.." Huey took another puff of his black before ashing it and putting it out.
"Shut up bitch. You just mad cause I'm actually gettin' some pussy unlike yo punk ass!" Huey rolled his eyes and got up, heading back inside the house.
"Whatever Riley. Have you set up the speakers and DJ booth yet?" Huey asked walking into the living room.
Riley gestured his hands to the obvious speakers around the living room and the set up DJ booth in the corner. They had pushed all the furniture up against the walls and put plastic over them and put up all the fragile pictures, statues and other valuable furnishes to avoid them being broken or stolen during the party. There were automatic LED lights hooked up and there were snacks and bottles in the kitchen.
"So who were you on the phone with that was so important?" Huey asked picking up some last minute valuables from the living room.
"Cindy McPhearson" Riley said in a teasing tone. Huey stopped mid strive, blew out an irritated sigh, and continued towards the towel closet to put the items in.
"I didn't know you had a thing for gay girls," Huey muttered trying not to sound aggravated.
"Funny nigga. I could say the same thing to you!" Riley clapped back. Huey slammed the closet door and turned around to glare at him.
"And she bringin' that yellow tail you so fond of," Riley smirked knowing he just got under his brother's skin. Huey just brushed past Riley and up the stairs to his bedroom. "…you know…The one Cindy stole from you," Riley taunted.
"I know who Jazmine is Riley, and she didn't steal her from me. Why the hell people keep saying that? Jazmine simply dated Cindy, not me. That's all there is to it."
"Nah nigga, Cindy ran game on dat hoe and she stole her right from under you! Damn, to be out-gamed by a female? That shit not a good look Huey." Huey barged into his bedroom followed by Riley. "And from what I could tell, Cindy seemed real iffy about bringin' Jazmine around you cause she know you still carryin' a big one for her."
"Riley, shut yo dumb ass up!" Huey turned around and raised his hand about to punch Riley, until Riley flinched noticeably.
"Nigga you ain't about to do shit!...pussy." Huey rolled his eyes as he turned back around and sat on his bed and kicked off his shoes.
"If she was nervous about bringing her here, then there's obviously some trust issues there, not that I care. Jazmine is grown and can choose to be with whoever she wants. I'm warning you. Don't bring up the shit again. You're not going to ruin this night for me. Now get the fuck out. I want to nap for tonight."
"Yeah, go ahead and dream about Jaaazzmminnee! That's probably as close to gettin' some as you gonna g…AHHH NIGGA!" Riley was interrupted by Huey's hand going up his head. "That ain't hurt bitch!"
Cindy finished her late breakfast and sat back in the chair with a satisfied sigh.
"Damn bae! Yo breakfast never fails," Cindy complimented with a pat on her stomach. Jazmine chuckled as she finished the last of her food.
She had prepared spinach and cheese omelettes, fried pork sausage links, toast and jam and sliced strawberries.
"I swear you made me fall in love with breakfast bae."
"Well keep performing like you do and you will be gladly rewarded," Jazmine smoothly said picking up their plates. She made her way over to the sink, rinsed the plates off and put them in the dishwasher. She started cleaning up her kitchen mess but Cindy stopped her.
"Baby you don't have to do that. I'll take care of it," Cindy approached her and took the pans out of her hands.
"Oh it's no problem Cin. I made the mess I can clean it up. You can relax baby," Jazmine said taking back the pans. Cindy released them and smiled at her.
Jazmine proceeded to wash the dishes and wipe down the countertops while Cindy held her by the waist from behind, resting her chin on Jazmine's shoulder.
"How did I get so lucky?" Cindy whispered kissing Jazmine on the neck. She could feel Jazmine relax in her arms. Jazmine rung out the wash cloth and hung it over the faucet. She turned around and wrapped her arms around Cindy's neck.
"I ask myself that every day. I guess we're both just lucky people. You are such a blessing baby. There's not a day that goes by that I don't count my blessings for having you in my life." She leaned in and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. "And I would never leave you baby, never!" Cindy gave a confused look.
"What do you mean leave me?"
"You were talking in your sleep this morning. You were saying 'Punky don't leave me! Don't leave me Punky!'" Jazmine mocked Cindy jokingly.
"Oh my God!" Cindy palmed her forehead. "That's so embarrassing! I don't even remember having a dream like that. I wasn't crying was I?" Jazmine giggled and played with one of Cindy's braids.
"No baby," she giggled some more. "Put you did seem pretty upset. You have nothing to fear bae. Whatever you're holding on in your conscience is none of my business. But I want you to trust me when I say that I will always be by your side through thick and thin. Do you believe me?" Cindy looked at her lovingly and placed her hand gently on her left cheek, caressing it softly.
How could she have struck someone so precious and important to her? It was almost unbelievable that Jazmine was still with her today after that. But that alone was all the confirmation she needed.
"Of course I do Punky," Cindy squeezed Jazmine tighter towards her. "And I will always be here for you too." Jazmine smiled and gave her another kiss. "Do you have any plans tonight?"
"Nope! Wide open!"
"Feel up for a party?" Cindy slowly said. Jazmine's eyes widened.
"Yesssss! Oh my gosh yes! I haven't been to party in forever! Where is it at?" Jazmine jumped up and down. Cindy laughed at her childlike response. She still had that same innocent personality.
"Wellll," Cindy hesitated. "It's closer to your place….on Timid Deer Lane….just down the street from your parents'…." Jazmine stopped and gave a serious look at her. "….At the Freeman's." Now Jazmine's face completely went blank.
"No.." she simply said and walked back into the bedroom.
"Hol' up! Jazmine!" Cindy yelled walking after her. Jazmine grabbed her backpack and unzipped it, getting out her tights and socks. "It's not what you think it is! They just throwin' a party for all our old high school friends!"
"There! You just said it yourself…our OLD high school friends Cindy! And last time I checked, those so-called friends isolated me!" She continued to put her socks on in an angry fashion.
"That was over 2 years ago Jaz! You can't possibly still care about what those people think of you! It's just a party. What's the big deal?" Jazmine put her hands on her hips and gave her a 'are you serious' look.
"What's the big deal?! You want me to go to a party, full of people who have taunted me and harassed me for the decision that I made, in the house of a person who I once thought was a true friend and ended up ruining that friendship because of the same said decision that I MADE!" Jazmine was now on the verge of tears.
"So are you saying that you deciding to be with me caused you to be an outcast? Is that it?" Cindy asked in an irritable tone.
"No! That's not what I'm saying! It's just…It's just!...Uughh!" Jazmine threw her hands up.
"It's just what Jazmine?" Cindy asked leaning her head forward intent on getting an answer.
"It's just that I'm not as confident as you Cindy! Everyone knows you like women! You can flaunt it and be free to be who you are and no one turns an eye! But when I do, it's a big deal all of a sudden and I'm labeled as the good girl gone bad! I love you Cindy! I do! Being with you has never made me happier! But I don't know how to handle the pressure society puts on me!" Jazmine was starting to tear up as she hung her head and started sobbing.
Cindy walked towards her and grabbed her hands. She lifted Jazmine's head and gazed in her eyes.
"Welcome to my world Jazmine," Cindy said. Jazmine gave a confused look. "How do you think I became so confident with being lesbian? People have harassed me and even assaulted me when I officially came out. You just have to roll with the punches. You're not going to be accepted by everybody in the world Jazmine. You don't owe society a damn thing. You don't have to explain anything to anyone about your relationship or your sexuality. Have I ever questioned you once about it?"
Jazmine sniffled and shook her head.
"Right. Because I know this is your first time being with a woman. Although there are times when I question that," Cindy bit her lip. Jazmine gave a weak giggle followed by another sniffle.
"I would never pressure you into doing something you're not comfortable with. We don't have to go if you don't want to." Jazmine sighed and thought it over.
Cindy was right. It was over 2 years ago and everyone knows that they are still together. She shouldn't care what people think. As long as she is happy with Cindy, that's all that matters.
"No, it's okay. You're right. I was just being my usual frantic and worried self. I trust you," Jazmine said.
"You wouldn't be the Jazmine I love if you weren't," Cindy leaned in and kissed her cheek as she wiped off the remaining tear with her thumb. "I got you bae. You don't have to worry." Jazmine smiled softly in response.
She never felt more safe than when she was with Cindy. There have been people in her life who were protective of her, but none as vigorous as Cindy. Jazmine was like a precious gem to Cindy, one that she treasured and valued above all else and it made Jazmine feel all the more important.
"Come on, I'll take you home." Cindy grabbed Jazmine's backpack and took her hand, leading her out the bedroom. Jazmine followed her out the house and to Cindy's car, where Cindy opened the passenger door for her. "My lady," Cindy said while smirking.
"Thank you good sir," Jazmine held her head high like a queen as she strutted past Cindy. Just as Jazmine passed her, Cindy eyed Jazmine's ass with hunger as she bit her bottom lip.
"MmmHmm," Cindy moaned as she gave Jazmine a powerful smack right on her left buttock. Jazmine gasped as she turned around and gently shoved Cindy back.
"Excuse you! I'm a LADY!" Jazmine flipped her imaginary hair as she sat in the car. Cindy chuckled as she closed the door behind her. Cindy got in the car and started it up.
"A lady in the streets, but a freak in the sheets" Cindy muttered causing Jazmine to blush.