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MONDAY EVENING, THE SECOND WEEK OF JULY 2021
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Melanie calls Keon to let him know that she had a new batch of two high-end breeds of Kush. Melanie barely got the words out before Keon threw on a wife beater and some slides and rushed over to her townhouse.
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Melanie: [laughing at her door as she watches Keon struggle to run over] ... You a damn fool! [laughing some more as Keon stops at her door to "fake catch" his breath]
... Tell me you hit your toe or stepped on a cat or some shit, cause that scream was too fucking funny.
Keon: Na ... [clears his throat and then deepens his voice]
... Nah, Mel ... [laughs]
... Girl you know I love smoking with you.
Melanie: Hmm. [when she leans in and hug Keon, she feels his erection against her thigh]
... [playfully extends her arm at him] ... Eww! Why you not wearing any underwear and why you always hard?
Keon: [blushes as he tucks his erection between his thighs] ... Cause I'm in my prime and shit. [shakes his waist to show that his dick isn't showing freely anymore]
