looks, charm, money and a nice car. His father was the town’s leading obstetrician. His mother was an ex- beauty queen turned politician- City Mayor. He dated (if you want to call it that) Jasmine Monty-Clause on and off since middle school. Everybody in town, except yours truly, was convinced that the two wealthiest families (the Monty-Clauses & Newman’s) were going to merge into one gigantic conglomerate. Of course, I knew better.
door by any means. He was a freakin sap. Surely, he played the role as the tough guy on campus, nonetheless, in my bed he was just another love sick puppy. I would do things to him that that prissy Jasmine couldn’t imagine doing. Yes! She had it going on. She had the looks, parents with money, friends, but wait aminute. She was missing onething. He was mines, all mines. He
knew that and I knew that. Even so, he just couldn’t admit it publicly.
about that. After the prom, he dropped her off and picked me up. We drove up to Evergreen Park to watch the sun rise. We made mad love over and over again. It was a love making marathon.
elated with the good news. I was going to be a mother. No other station in life is more important, besides becoming a father. I told K-boy the good news. He was excited too, at least at first. Then reality slapped his ass beside the head. He started tripping about
what about his parents and this person and that person. What would they say and what about Jasmine? I asked him, what about the bitch? I’m the one carrying your child! She aint't! He realized how upset I was and backed down. He and apologized and left. I let him go. There wasn’t any need to make matters worse.
