Fit: Dress & Cowboy Boots
Now I aint no hussy. Well not a professional one anyway. But I had spent a time or two in the confessional sayin' things to Father Tallon and Jesus I wouldn't dare say to my own mama. The ol' broad had a backhand that could slap the melanin right out my skin and she wasn't afraid to use it either. Here I was giving my kitty a quick hedge trim and thinkin' 'bout mama? Oh heavens, I really did need Jesus. With the razor in one hand, my leg propped up on the tub, and my eyes to the sky, I made the sign of the cross with the other across my chest and whispered a little prayer for my very own soul before I finished up my downstairs. I wonder if he looks the same.Indie! What you doin' in there child its been nearly ten minutes? You better not be doin' nothin' sinful! I closed my eyes and exhaled before I continued putting on my lipstick. Now mama why don't you mind ya'own business? Lord if this ol' woman didn't go back home soon I was fixin' to switch game mid huntin' season.
I tugged on a few strands of hair before stepping back to give myself a look, rotating to make sure every angle was smooth and clean. I smirked at myself in the mirror as I reached into the side of my dress by my titty to shove in the tag. I grabbed my jacket off the counter and began slipping it on as I exited the bathroom. Mama, of course, was standing exactly two inches from the door with vodka on her breath.Oh there no way a child of mine is goin' out at this hour dressed like a harlot! You are a child of God Louise Adelaide Meilleur-Lemaire! I kept moving, and she reached for the bible as I passed through the living room and began praying for my soul. That's when I heard the honk outside and I turned around to kiss mama on her forehead. Don't wait up mama.
She continued begging to spare my soul an eternity of fire and brimstone as I exited the apartment and headed down the center of two bright headlights. When I reached the passenger side I just looked up. Now I know this cowboy don't expect me to climb Everest just to ride his pony. I reached for the handle and blew a strand of hair upward and out of my face as I reached for the back of the seat and jumped. I grunted as I pulled my leg up to climb the rest of the way in.You know what they say about men with big trucks don't you? I bitched as my ass finally found the seat and I finally looked at him and closed the door. A smile slowly spread across my face as I crossed my legs and tore my eyes away from his to follow down his arms. My eyebrows flashed upward and I bit my lip before turning my eyes away from him. Get it together there india you're like a cat in heat. He looked fine... Like someone dipped that clean shaven marine in sex sauce then sprinkled him in daddy dust. Did he always look this good?Oh yeah... I was definitely gonna need Jesus after tonight...
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India
bonswa cowboy, remember me?
Ric
How could I forget?
India
well you are a marine . forgetful animals. Its all that tennessee whisky if you ask me. strips all sense right out they heads like paint thinner baby. Its not your fault. god gave you that pretty face, would be damn right greedy to give you brains too.
how long it been anyway? you know i heard some things about you. somethin to do with a little pub in the middle of nowhere. any relation to Steins?
Ric
you’re a devil dog too lol so you talking shit about yourself?
I think god gave you the pretty face
you in town?
India
touché. but if you ask me marine ladies are built different. unforgettable was it?
and i might be
Ric
maybe that only applies to you
the rest of the female marines look like borat’s sister
if you are, first rounds on me?
India
i know you didnt just come at my sisters like that
Well maybe i'll stop in. I am awfully busy these days. It is hunting season you know?
You ever been to that line bar out in the sticks? Great music, cheap liquor, dancing.
I think I'd pay to see you step in the line.
Ric
priority is recruiting right now
nah, i’ve never been though
you know i can’t dance, no amount of time or distance will change that
i’d go if you dance for me though
India
well thats what would make it so wonderful baby. Aint you ever heard that saying? A man that cant dance has no business fightin. Now my mama told me that when she was ten sheets to the wind so I wouldn't go makin it anything to live by but there's wisdom somewhere in those old bones.
and if i dance for you what do i get exactly
Ric
depends on if i like the dance
India
oh thats how we playin now is it?
Ric
i’m bad at games
unless it’s shooting ones
Ric
lol
India
did i say something funny?
Ric
you disappeared
India
did i baby? im sorry
Ric
lol it’s ok
how about that dance?
India
right now?
Ric
yeah
India
place?
Ric
how far are you from haven? i can pick you up
India
Parkside in Solitude. apt 201. I'll be ready in fifteen.
Ric
bet, i’ll be there in ten.
bonswa cowboy, remember me?
Ric
How could I forget?
India
well you are a marine . forgetful animals. Its all that tennessee whisky if you ask me. strips all sense right out they heads like paint thinner baby. Its not your fault. god gave you that pretty face, would be damn right greedy to give you brains too.
how long it been anyway? you know i heard some things about you. somethin to do with a little pub in the middle of nowhere. any relation to Steins?
Ric
you’re a devil dog too lol so you talking shit about yourself?
I think god gave you the pretty face
you in town?
India
touché. but if you ask me marine ladies are built different. unforgettable was it?
and i might be
Ric
maybe that only applies to you
the rest of the female marines look like borat’s sister
if you are, first rounds on me?
India
i know you didnt just come at my sisters like that
Well maybe i'll stop in. I am awfully busy these days. It is hunting season you know?
You ever been to that line bar out in the sticks? Great music, cheap liquor, dancing.
I think I'd pay to see you step in the line.
Ric
priority is recruiting right now
nah, i’ve never been though
you know i can’t dance, no amount of time or distance will change that
i’d go if you dance for me though
India
well thats what would make it so wonderful baby. Aint you ever heard that saying? A man that cant dance has no business fightin. Now my mama told me that when she was ten sheets to the wind so I wouldn't go makin it anything to live by but there's wisdom somewhere in those old bones.
and if i dance for you what do i get exactly
Ric
depends on if i like the dance
India
oh thats how we playin now is it?
Ric
i’m bad at games
unless it’s shooting ones
Ric
lol
India
did i say something funny?
Ric
you disappeared
India
did i baby? im sorry
Ric
lol it’s ok
how about that dance?
India
right now?
Ric
yeah
India
place?
Ric
how far are you from haven? i can pick you up
India
Parkside in Solitude. apt 201. I'll be ready in fifteen.
Ric
bet, i’ll be there in ten.
Now I aint no hussy. Well not a professional one anyway. But I had spent a time or two in the confessional sayin' things to Father Tallon and Jesus I wouldn't dare say to my own mama. The ol' broad had a backhand that could slap the melanin right out my skin and she wasn't afraid to use it either. Here I was giving my kitty a quick hedge trim and thinkin' 'bout mama? Oh heavens, I really did need Jesus. With the razor in one hand, my leg propped up on the tub, and my eyes to the sky, I made the sign of the cross with the other across my chest and whispered a little prayer for my very own soul before I finished up my downstairs. I wonder if he looks the same.
I tugged on a few strands of hair before stepping back to give myself a look, rotating to make sure every angle was smooth and clean. I smirked at myself in the mirror as I reached into the side of my dress by my titty to shove in the tag. I grabbed my jacket off the counter and began slipping it on as I exited the bathroom. Mama, of course, was standing exactly two inches from the door with vodka on her breath.
She continued begging to spare my soul an eternity of fire and brimstone as I exited the apartment and headed down the center of two bright headlights. When I reached the passenger side I just looked up. Now I know this cowboy don't expect me to climb Everest just to ride his pony. I reached for the handle and blew a strand of hair upward and out of my face as I reached for the back of the seat and jumped. I grunted as I pulled my leg up to climb the rest of the way in.