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CHAPTER 4
I miss Tracy. I wish that statement was really true. I missed the sex that we had together. I believe that what we had was pure lust driven. I might sound shallow but that is the truth. I was not in love with Tracy it was lust. And I wanted more of it. I slept with about ten girls with in a three week period but it was not the same. Kennedy told me that I was wrong for using those girls but they used me too. They wanted it as much as I did. I went out looking for guys one day and I found three Jimmy, JT, and Sol.
Jimmy was 22 years old, 6', 170lbs, chocolate complexion. He had a sexy face, basketball type body and an imprint in his pants that would make your mouth drop. Jimmy had this mischievous look that made him sexier to me.
JT was 20 years old, 5'10", 175lbs, light brown more on the yellow side, full sexy lips, baby brown eyes, and the cutest small ears. He had broad shoulders to support huge arms and a wash board stomach. He also had a nice chest. JT had a tight body. I had to admit that he had a nice ass it was round and tight in his pants.
Sol was 20 years old, 6'1", 205lbs, brown skinned, nicely trimmed goatee, succulent lips, and cat eyes. He also had broad shoulder and a chest that stuck out very nicely. His stomach was rippled with a belly button that stuck out a little. All three of them had fades. They were no Tracy though.
They all gave me there numbers because I do not give out mine. Giving out my number was a no no. Jimmy gave me his pager, cell, work and home number this nigga wanted me bad and that always me smiling. The only problem with him was that he had two girls, bad ass girls.
I had different plans for all of them. When it came to men you had to find out what they were good at, what was there best physical feature and use that for your pleasure. Jimmy had piece that was so thick it was great for sucking. It was so tasty too. I would call him and he would come from where ever he was to give me what I wanted. One time I called him and he was having sex with one of his baby's momma, stopped having sex with her so that we could get together. That night he got none because I am not nasty like that but my head did get bigger that night. It was just good to know that he would come at my every beckon call.
JT was my money man. Jimmy couldn't because he had those two brats to deal with. I would flash him a smile and I got dinner or give him a kiss and I had a new fit or show him some butt and a bill was paid. I never had sex with him at least for now. He was so sweet. I just could not sleep with him.
Sol was for my ass. He knew how to work it. One thing about him he would never take off this one chain. I would be on my back as he pounded my ass and that chain would be dangling right in front of my face. He caressed me, massaged me, kissed me, went down on me, put it on me, spooned me. Sol was great in bed. We would wrap ourselves up in his sheets before we were done. But he was no Tracy.
Soon I got tired of Jimmy, then Sol, but I never got tired of JT because he had the money. Well JT and I just kind of lost contact with each other. After a month Jimmy and Sol were old news. That was the main reason for me not giving them my numbers so they could not call me when I "accidentally" lost there phone numbers. I mean all of them. I needed something new. I had something new every week. When I got bored I moved on, simple as that. But none of them could compare to Tracy.
My second year of college I got a single so that I could have my own privacy. It was the best thing to do. I had to keep my sexuality on the low. Since Tracy I had been with lots of men; from Jimmy and Sol to Karl on the football team. I still had not had enough. I tried to stay in touch with JT but it was getting harder. He was busy I was busy. I had got a job with Kennedy at a clothing store along with my bartending job. I need extra money.
While in my second year I was on a mission to find the best of the best. I was always safe though and I got tested every month. I was not going to let some disease ruin my fun. I had so much sex but none of it was as good as Tracy's.