Wicked Cravings. The Human Mate

slits on both sides. The slits expose most of my upper thighs, to almost but not quite my knickers. I choose to wear ankle boo

e inherited good genes from my parents. My mother is an African from Uganda and my dad is an American from Ontario. Being a half cast,

m any mind of course because law has always been my dream. I love my hair and I believe it'smy best asset. Although many disagree that my black eye

y male nightshift receptionist that keeps ogling me with unabashed lust, like that's ever going to happen.

her. As always her makeup is fully applied, from fake eyelashes to her sparkly pink lip gloss.

look stunning." I repl

he drives away from myapartment

I shout, "Bitch

leather skirt with heels while Suzanne, unsurprisingly hasselected a sky

hand over my bare thigh. I shift uncomfortably and retra

all weekend at home, I might as well have fun tonig

s yet another phone call. "So what do you

y heritage. That's all my mom said."

to go way out of town and into rustic territories. Rose's phone kept rin

e in pa

seconds. I love a good fuck but I never do the whole secon

sex for a few days. It can b

a buzz kill tonight?" Rose retorted a little too sha

ation calm, "Seriously though, Clare it's been three weeks

out the window. We were off the main street and

'll forget him while you get lost in the arms of another." Rose explained. She wouldn't a

d earphones out of my purse. I played my music so l

No one dared press me further when I did this. Satisfi

buzzes with an unknown number calling. I contemplat

al

ed up." Evan's voice sounds str

stare at me. "And by the way using an unknown num

lare. This is im

and saying they have urgent stuff to say to me?" I

e are

t call me again." I hung up the call. A

suddenly enraged at the fact that hearing Evan's voice still bothers me. I honestly thought t