My Bestfriends Grandfather (BWWM)

oke up out of my sleep.?This nigga and his friends are hotboxing AGAIN??I thought

, pushing the bathroom door open, finding Rayquan

ht here!" Rayquan barks at me. "And why the hell you coming out

edroom, annoyed. If I had enough money, I'd leave this

charger and check my messages. It was Laura, my be

, wanna hit up

hing into the designer department stores, swiping her moms credit card on anything she wanted. Meanwhile, I'm shoving uncensored bras, panties,

ngy plastic drawers Rayquan had set aside for the pathetic l

te, new shit. Summer was a week away and I my b

'll meet you th

s my booty poking, a white v-neck body suit, and my newly boosted Tory Burch sandals. I slick my hair back

she's wearing a yellow su

you've got to come to my house this weekend for my family's barbecue. Mom always asks abou

long with dealing with Rayquan." I confe

uld've never gave that clown your number at the

e total opposite. Coming from a background like mine, the

streets, but everything about him was sexy. His country accent, the muscles tha

Series; or so I thought. We dated for a week and next thing I know

topped paying for everything extra, leaving me with nothing but a roof over my hea

ich and I was poor. Even working over forty hours a week at a diner did nothing for me, especially sin

wiped clothes left and right until my back was stuffed and I was leav

in nothing but boxers and a wife beater.?Such a bum.?I

mall and hid it in a black garbage bag and pushed it to the bac

rom my back pocket.

the barbecue this

reminded me of what I didn't have, it also reminded me of what I

ve past Rayquans