this one boy in my building hung with a group of white kids that did not fuck with me. one day, he invites me to hang in his room. we end up watching porn. he asks me to fuck him, i say not tonight. he asks me to leave, then talks shit about me with his friends the next day. no big deal. 

his whole group of friends created this weird image of me, and they all alternated between being terrified by me in public and thirsting at my door for my pussynectar whenever the time was appropriate for them. no big deal.

today, on the last day of move-out, his father, a surgeon, flirts with me in front of him and his mother. i call him daddy, and he starts sweating, and i know it’s not because of the lack of air conditioning in my building. his dad spends a good five minutes just hitting on me while they’re carrying furniture and storage containers out to their car. he can fuck around if he wants to, i’ll end up with his daddy licking my yoni and giving me all his tuition money. no big deal.