Some Damn Jealous Bitch

"I'm so sorry I wasn't waiting for you like we planned, thank God you decided to wait for ME!" Lahaina said, pushing you down on the mattress lying directly on the floor and unbuttoning your shirt, your coats and gloves lying discarded in the doorway.

You hadn't gotten the story out of her up to this point because you'd both been too busy necking and gropeing each other except when you were giving her directions or running across a crosswalk to say much of anything for the five blocks from the bar to here.

"What exactly DID happen? I spoke to you the day before we were supposed to get out and everything was on track..." you asked a as you fumbled with the catches of her bra.

"This skinny white bitch named Veronica Lawson found out I was due to be released and planted a gram and a crack pipe in my bed. I couldn't leave until they had investigated, and by then my bus ticket was expired so I had to hitchhike in order to get here, which would have gone a lot faster except I have no money for gas, no **** to trade either, and wouldn't put out because I couldn't bear the thought of not having you be my first time as a free woman." Lahaina said while she unzipped your pants, pulled them down to your ankles, then did the same to your boxers, letting your cock spring free, it's whole veiny length pulsing with your every heartbeat.