tell me where did you sleep last nite.
ricky* was a virgin and the first brown boy i ever did it with. i sat on his lap in a chair and rode the crap out of him and he shook like crazy and didn’t tell me ’til afterward that it was his first time. we were in his father’s basement in north york (the REAL NY) with red carpet on the walls and an air mattress. he was so skinny i felt like a whale. a friggin’ whale. he was in love with this other skinny girl he knew at school. our relationship was brief and ended in jet fuel with my friends sitting nearby eavesdropping like crazy. i planned it. i knew he wanted to not see me anymore and i was beyond through with him.
so what do you need to talk to me about? you needed to talk, talk! yeh i don’t think i want a girlfriend right now. phew.
and that was that.
