The Coldest Winter Ever by Sister Souljah

The Coldest Winter Ever by Sister Souljah

Author:Sister Souljah
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-06-21T21:53:37.042000+00:00


“Nah. This is just my routine. I like to keep myself nice. I hate the way old chipped nail polish looks on fingernails and toes.” Lauren glanced at her own fingers. She quickly tried to cover her two fingers with the chipped nail polish. Who was she fooling? I had noticed her nails days ago. She sat on her bed and proceeded to watch me. As I blocked her out, my hands worked feverishly to perfect the French pedicure.

“Damn, your hands are steady,” Lauren said. “If that would have been me I woulda never got the line straight.” Then she did it. “Can you do my feet next?” Now, the long pause between her question and my response should have been enough of an answer. But this chick seriously expected me to touch, clean, and design her crusty toenails.

“Funny thing, I can do my own, but I can’t seem to do anybody else’s,” I told her.

“Wel , then, do my hands. I’m sure you can figure out how to do that,” she said, being too pushy for my taste. So I did my toes, her hands, my hair. I shaved my underarms, trimmed my pussy hairs into a cute little design. Convincing Lauren that everything was regular, I tried on some of the outfits I purchased early this week. When al the stal ing tactics were used up, I put on some short shorts and a baby tee with no bra. Flipping through Lauren’s tape and CD col ection, I picked out a mixed tape.

With each cut playing came a memory. Music just had that kind of power. I thought about al the fun I used to have in Brooklyn. I shivered just thinking about how al my friends just turned on me, one by one. And when DJ S and S slowed the beat down, the slow jams put me in a state. I started thinking about various sexual positions and how they made my body feel. Then the pressure came between my legs. It’s crazy, I thought, how getting my hustle on had nearly wiped out my sex life. When Daddy was out … ah Daddy … Everything was smooth and safe. He took care of everything. Al of my energy could just go to fun stuff. Now I was uptight, backed up, and definitely gonna get fucked, sucked, and licked real soon.

Lauren turned the music down. “Sasha, can you get the door.” I rol ed my eyes like it was a problem. I didn’t bother to turn the light switch for the staircase on. In the dark, I stepped swiftly and softly down the five flights of stairs. Loosening my top button on my Daisy Dukes, I let the zipper come down.

The light wind that rushed through the door when I opened it made my nipples hard. They stuck out through my baby tee. My nipples might as wel have been eyes ’cause when that door opened, that’s what GS looked at first.

“Um, yeah, Souljah here?”

“Do you see me standing here?” I asked him in a pushy, but sexy way.



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