Memoirs of a Player: Game Over (Part Two)

I’m sure for a man it probably seems cool to bed as many as you can, but you’re exchanging your energy with whoever you’re slapping skin with– good and bad.

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Memoirs of a Player: My Girl & the Girl Next Door

“No, I haven’t even gotten as much as a text from Will since he saw Malik and I” Brianna says while sipping her wine, “but a couple of my female coworkers in our group chat have asked me how Malik is in bed.”

Memoirs of a Player: Closure

As much chemistry as we had with our clothes off, I wasn’t sure that getting back with her would be such a good idea.

Memoirs of a Player: Taming the Cougar

Clearly, some fuckin occurred last night… I awaken to the sounds of Prince’s “Adore” playing from my “Don’t Pull Out Vol. 3” playlist– and I’m buck ass naked. Getting out of bed, I put on my Polo sweats, slip on my house shoes, and shuffle my way to the bathroom. Muscles I haven’t used in…

She smiles, I smile She walks– no, she glides softly by me changing night into day She opens her mouth to speak and sonic vibrations ring in my head  Her voice is so melodic, I just want to dance to her rhythm This woman moves ever so gracefully increasing my desires I place my arms…

Was I the Real Life “Lawrence”?

I’ve been Lawrence more times that I care to admit. A fuck nigga who thinks that he’s actually a good dude. That’s a tough pill to swallow, but I have to be a man about it and own up to my bullshit.