I fell for him in my sweat pants and wife beater. That day he kept his promise to me, and I ran downstairs with feathered feet. Not a care in the world because the man I was digging was waiting for me in the lobby ( I was just shy of 20 and he was 30). I was captivated by his smile, his curly short hair cut, and the course sound of his voice. He was fine as hell, and I wanted me a piece of Eduardo. I was curious about the red, black, blue and white that ran through his veins. The Trinidad/Tobago and Dominican Republic stylo that penetrated his core. I was smitten.
I met Eduardo on the metro in DC as i was headed to court. He told me to smile, and i was hooked. His reasons for being at the court turned me on..little did i know it shouldnt have at all.
To be continued...
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