His Name Was Thomas: Part I

His name was Thomas. My "girls" loved him and I did too... at first.

 I approached him because someone tipped me off that a certain girl was chasing him... and I had to get him caught in my web before she did. I didn't even know what he looked like. I just knew that as "payback" for an old debt, I had to get with Thomas before a certain girl did.

So I called Thomas. (I got the number from Eric.... who was like a brother.)

I spit the usual bullshyt to Thomas...

"I seen you with Eric..." blah blah blah...

"I liked what I seen..." blah blah blah...

"What you doin' this weekend..." blah blah blah...

"You wanna get together..." blah blah blah...

"Come by and pick me up...." blah blah blah...

"Here's my number...." blah blah blah...


LOL. I don't even remember our first meeting. I can't recall where we were or who we were with. I just remember thinking he was kinda flyy. I could tell he wasn't tryin' to impress me cuz he just had on a white tee and some jeans. He just KNEW that he was the shyt without trying to overimpress... and I was diggin' that, fa real!

Okay... I was a lil devil at the time... cuz I had a boyfriend, Shawn, when I was trying to get with Thomas. As soon as I met Thomas, Shawn just happened to have to go to Florida to attend a memorial service. He was gone for like two weeks.... just enough time for Thomas and I to get things started. We started out slow at first, taking our time to get to know each other... as it turned out, I didn't know him well enough before I found myself knee-deep in HIS world. While Shawn was in Florida he got back with his sons' mother and basically kicked me to the curb.

That was cool becuz I had moved right along also. Everything was cozy. Thomas and I was diggin' each other. I had forgot about my original motives for gettin' with him.... things were going well... thennnnnnnnnnnn.....


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