It was a hot Friday in May and I was feeling the heat in more ways than one. My man, Sergio, had been on tour for what felt like forever, and I was starting to feel the strain of our long-distance situation. I was an independent woman, used to making my own money and doing my own thing, but lately, I'd been staying home more, feeling a little lost and bored. I don't like this not one bit.
I busied myself with some housework, trying to keep my mind off Sergio's absence. I ran a feather duster over the shelves, the soft bristles sending little tickles up my arm as I went. I could feel the sweat gathering between my titties, the AC was on maybe because I was moving around and shit.
Serg had been gone on tour for two months and honestly, I had been home waiting for him. I don't think I can take another month of this. I miss my man and I miss his dick, like I'm sexually frustrated too. That's why I've been walking around here so moody.
While I cleaned up, I listened to Serg's song TURNED YOUR BACK on the living room TV. This house was big and it took me a minute to clean up. As I cleaned up I smoked a blunt to distract me from the thought of sex. The only that was gonna be keep me from getting horny was if I smoked.
"I'm out here on my own, they throwin' stones every day. My bitch in bed alone, I wanna sleep, but I can't, I'm only in control of me." I rapped, exhaling smoke from my mouth.
"Yes preach, bae!" I held my hand up like I was somebody in the church. My man was really preaching on this song.
I dunno what he did while making this song but shit he ate.
I felt myself getting sad again. The sun was close to setting and here I was about to door dash some food and watch LOVE AND HIP HOP ATLANTA. I was on season 3 and it was getting good.
I felt lonely once again.
I placed my blunt in the ashtray, and now my high done faded that fast cause I'm sad and very sexually frustrated. I lit up a candle from Bath and Body Works so it wouldn't just smell like weed in the house.
