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Cordaé Snoh

“So you gon’ let her take your virginity?” Jack asked, days later while we played a video game on live.

“I mean, I really like her but I don’t know yet,” I spoke through the microphone.

“What’s the hold up?”

“It ain’t none,” my fingers tapped on the controller.

“So, when’s she coming back over?”

“I’m going to her house tomorrow. Don’t want Char to pop up and see her car here before we have a chance to tell her ourselves.”

“Man, fuck Char. Y’all are grown.”

“True but it’s a respect level.”

“And what if she has an issue? Y’all gon’ stop?”

“Hell nah! I like Aisha. I wanna see where this thing goes.”

“Oh, shit! Did you say hell?” He laughed.

“Hell! Fuck! Yea I said it.”

Jack hollered in the mouthpiece.

“Yo! Aisha got you coming outta your shell.”

“She does,” I shot at the enemy on the game. “I ain’t seen you in a minute but I got my ears pierced and some contacts.”

“Wow! I’m happy for you, my boy.”

We got silent for a second while we concentrated on the game.

“Yea. Aisha is alright.”

“And she’s patient as hell.”

“Here you go,” I laughed.

“I mean, usually it’s the other way around. The woman is usually the one that’s a virgin and not the man.”

“True but not in my case,” I punched the buttons. “But I’m considering doing it for Christmas.”

“Well you know what they say?”

“What?” I asked.

“Dick is a Christmas gift.”