I'm way entertained by how
G's all jumpy around me now. He's gonna give it away faster than I ever could just by how he's actin'; wonder if he thinks I said somethin' to
Angel? Gotta be honest, I ain't in no hurry to clue him in.
The other night was fuckin' hot. Somethin' about gettin' a big, strong-willed guy like G to do just what I wanted him to got me goin'. That workout room has seen it all now, baby. We roughhoused and he ended up clippin' my jaw, and I knew I was gonna have him or die tryin'. An' I did. Have him. Rode him like a prize stallion; we got down and dirty with it til I'm surprised we didn't have company down there. Maybe those walls hold in sound better than I thought.
Wonder what he'd do if I showed up in his room? Wouldn't mind another go at that.