FUCK!
Having more phone sex than the actual thing.
FUCK!
26 years old.
I’m supposed to be getting more ass than toilet tissue.
I’m sexually frustrated.
I’m thinking of sex constantly.
You think you are controlling me with sex and your mind games.
“Don’t give him too much and he won’t get tired and leave you”
Well, you’ve got it wrong sweetheart; I’m gonna leave you just because of that.
PAUSE
We start off in a park near Denmark Hill, South London.
You, “What are you doing after this?”
Me, “Nothing”
Me, “You?”
You, “I’m gonna see some guy called Sam”
Me, “Word?”
You, “Ye”
There isn’t any time to front cos I want that ass.
We pass by the Gants Hill kebab shop but all I want is to get in them jeans. Can we get home already?
PAUSE
We take a bubble bath together and we light some candles. I set the mood for us and believe that I, Sam, am taking one for the team and conquering the sexual El Nino between man and woman. You guys can thank me later. My mojo is back because I am found. I had never done that or it in the bath before. Shit! The tub is too small and I think I busted my knee so let’s take this to my room.
PAUSE
Me, “You look hot in your lingerie baby”
“Can I call you Victoria with all the ‘Secrets’ you are keeping from me”
You, “Sam, you have to stop the cheezy one liners”
I smile that smile as I get naughtier...
PAUSE
Been trying to bring in this camera thing for a while now. She’s uncomfortable but interested. I can work with that. I was blessed with a digital camera for my birthday.
I start filming you but your head is under the covers. Your naked body is exposed though. I can’t believe it’s finally happening. I put it on the radiator in a position that it records our naked bodies as we make love. It’s on like Donkey Kong with inhibitions lost like they weren’t here to begin with.
We stop and watch it together. That’s some crazy shit.
You don’t trust me with it so let’s delete it;
I know we’ll make others.
From my book,
'The Tall Black Guy In The Specs'
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