The Friends with Benefits Agreement (part 1)

I’m a logical person not an emotional one.If I meet a guy and we both mutually agree we are sexually attracted to one  another and just want to hook up every once and awhile, then I am going to adhere to that agreement. I treat people based on what they  tell me.

If we are not dating and I see you in public, I will speak and keep it moving!  Because, you said you didn’t want to date me and I was cool with it, I’m not going to pursue anything else. Or, neither will I have negative feelings towards you.  I won’t think about it for a second or allow myself to love you. I will talk to other men around you and party like we are not together. Because guess what? We’re not! That shouldn’t make anyone angry or upset. We don’t have that kind of friendship!

If I sense for a minute that it’s a game that you are initiating to screw with my emotions, then game on! We will play and play. You honestly never wanted someone to just sleep with or you didn’t expect me to not catch feelings.  Sounds as if someone is stuck on his or herself!

You have so many people who say they can handle “just hooking up” but are lying to themselves. They are the first ones who start claiming territory and talking shit! Don’t continue to sleep with a person and be disrespectful towards them because they are not falling for you. That’s childish!

If you do catch feelings for a person, tell them. Be up front and honest. Don’t initiate any game if you can’t handle losing.  It’s stupid!

I’ve met so many men and women who do this dumb shit and get angry. What’s up with people being fascinated with jealousy? Does that make you feel good to know someone is jealous over you?  To me it’s exhausting and petty. Also, if a person you’re just sleeping with seems to be ok with it, why would you start wondering why they have not fallen for you? Maybe it’s because there are some people out there who are logical more than emotional. And they believe in whatever arrangement you have discussed! That’s me! You said friends then that’s what we are. Don’t try to make me seem like an emotional sap because that’s not me. I don’t lead with my heart!

Why would you want someone to fall for you, but then don’t want to be with them? Makes no sense to me! Is it so you can have bragging rights? Why would you intentionally try to make someone love you, to break their hearts? That’s fucked up and wrong. Oooh let me sense that and I will draw up a game plan so quick to bring you down!

I have been called mean, but no! I just believe in people receiving what they give.

If I really want to be with a person, I tell them! No games! If I don’t tell you I want to be with you seriously, I don’t !

I agree to friends with benefits and never default the arrangement. I mean what I say and say what I mean. I find that to be true maturity. If I’m sleeping with someone who doesn’t want to hang with me in public, then I will treat him the same way. He shouldn’t expect me to cling to him or get jealous. I mean who the hell does he think he is? I notice that people, want to treat me any kind of way but when I reverse it, they get angry. Lately, it’s both men and women who have been trying my patience. People are very selfish and all about them. If they can’t have their way, then it’s a problem.

If I catch feelings at any point for someone I’m just sleeping with, they will know. I won’t hold back and then get mad when it doesn’t go my way. Life it too short for bullshit!

THE FIRST ENCOUNTER

The 1st Encounter

First,

You tell him all the things he wants to hear

You whisper in his ear

How badly you want him to come over

and

How good you are

You confess how wild he makes you

Explaining detail by detail

Making sure he is expecting a freak just for him

Then when he arrives

You play timid

Scared and shy

Let him be in full control, making the initial move

Make this your first and second encounter

Now he is disappointed, thinking your all talk

He just thinks of you as just a lil girl who is a last resort “Bootycall”

Things are going according to plan.

You wait patiently

Silently

Planning his defeat

The third encounter

His guard is down

His expectations are low

Perfect..

A Trojan horse,

You strategize an intelligent attack

Fucking and sucking his brains out

Pornographically

Using every technique of a “freak” remembering everything he told you he likes

You shockingly blow his mind

Surprised, he has no counter defense

No war blue prints

No idea of what’s to “cum”

The 4th and 5th time, as soon as he  opens the door , you jump him and take the control

Captured

He is now a prisoner of war

fully surrendered

You own his emotions

his nose is wide open

He openly confesses that it was

You that lured him in

It was your  pussy that whooped him.

He is now all yours

Insanely in love

Conquered

Defeated

This is the art of war 

A Bad Girl in Chicago

Lately, I’ve had one man on my mind and in my bed. I had a business meet and greet in Chicago but missed my first flight on Saturday morning. Let’s just say I was “roped up!” It only made sense we continue our love affair and he come with me to Chi-town for the holiday. I made my meeting, but decided to halt any  other business for the remainder of the weekend. Our plans are to stay in, relax, and forget New York and work  for awhile.

My girlfriends call him addictive. Yes I’m an addict!  I can’t keep track of how many times we’ve made love in the last 4 days. He is amazing in the sack! He consistently has energy to handle any freaky request that I might have. H e is a breath of fresh air for me. I  haven’t had this kind of relationship since college. I think it’s well over due!

Right now, I’m laying in bed in my hotel room with icing on my thighs and chocolate on my breast.  I think we ended at round 4. He is running a bubble bath and I fear preparing for round 5.  Wow! Listen to me!  I’ve had my freaky nights. I’m a bad girl who can handle her own, but this is unbelievable! I think he is trying to fuck me into a coma! I know a certain girlfriend would laugh if she heard me say that. She did warn me he was a force to be reckoned with. I guess sometimes you have to surrender and bow down to something greater than you. Have a safe Labor day!

The Ritual

The Ritual

Please

Please come

To my bed

In a mist of fire light

Let me awaken

to  hungry eyes

that crave me

My taste lingers on your tongue

from the last time

I opened up to you

for the feast

Gather all your strength

holding me down

I cannot run

Each limb

bond and tied

I gasp for mercy

but you don’t feel any sympathy for

me

The one who has wounded your heart

Clinching your teeth

overwhelmed with fury

rip away each cloth and dressing

Warrior

I know your dreams

Night after night

I seduce them with

memories of when I gave myself to you

I declared this was your pussy

I kissed your lips and caressed you

in the most sacred of ceremony

Wicked and cold

I deserted you

fleeing with my gift of pleasure

I am

a thief of love

an inflictor of pain and heartbreak

Your obsession for me cultivates

It’s time to take back

that which was stolen from you

The treasure lying

between my legs

Your heaven is my body

now exposed

Soft and vulnerable

Take it!

Perform the ancient rite

Of reclamation

I will swallow and constrict to

every inch of your sword

As it strikes down the resistance

in me

Punish me!

Enter each orifice so I can feel your greatness

I ask for no pity

I’ve been so disobedient

unruly

A callous insensitive bitch

I need to be reprimanded

Bend me over and seek your vengeance

As the moon flickers

in the darkness of this room

strike hard and brutal

until my river flows

and tears fill my eyes

Until I cry your name

and give back what it rightfully

yours

This pussy…

In the late hour of night

in these royal quarters

let the ritual begin ….

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A 3 a.m Breakfast and Climax

Is it just me, or do other women like to get off in public? The other night, after I dropped my roommate off,  I met up with a guy friend for a 3am breakfast.  He proceeded to take off my panties, open my legs under the table, and use his hands to make me climax. I enjoyed every minute of it. You would think it would’ve been awkward being that we were in a diner. But it was kind of empty. When I cum really hard I’m loud.  Yet, no one noticed or seemed  to hear me.  Funny the power of two fingers! It was spontaneous and sexy. A great way to start the day. I decided to write a little story inspired by the experience.

The Diner on 54TH

I’m not really hungry she said to him

They entered around 3 a.m.

He enjoyed early mornings out

It was quiet and allay

Far from the hustle and bustle of the congested city

They chose to sit at the counter so that nothing could keep him from touching her.

Except for them, the place was vacant.

The temperature drop made her cling to him

This made his rise.

He loved to feel the soft texture of her inner thigh against his fingertips,

He pulled her closer as the tip of his tongue grazed her bottom lip

God you smell so good he said, as his nosed gently brushed under her chin ending up at the opening between her breasts.

“Good morning. What would you like to start with” interrupted the waitress.

Just coffee and a piece of peach cobbler for me

He said

And you madam?

Nothing for me she replied in a heavy breath

The waitress quickly returned with the coffee and pie

Then vanished into the kitchen

Now they were alone but

Still visible in the tall wide windows that faced the street

His left hand now grasping the back of her neck while two fingers of his right hand, were tracing the curve in her panties between her thighs.

Her embrace grew tighter

Closer

Her nails tearing into his brown leather coat, while his fingers run down the plunging neckline of her dress

exposing her nipple.

Face to face they stare into each others eyes

He smiles.

Her knees shaking, repositioning farther apart

His fingers infringe her panties. Teasing her bare skin

Then firmly invading her

Her body flinches as she sighs with shock

She releases a moan with every breath

His fingers pick up the pace

She closes her eyes

As he kisses her cheek and then her ear

Are you cuming he whispers

Yes ….she answers as another moan escapes

How deep do you want me to go he asked

Deep she replies

Take it all and

Cum for me he demands

Yes baby cum for me he demands again

Her leg clinching the back of the barstool

Still undisturbed by passer bys or the kitchen attendant

They continue

Faster and harder he goes as she begs for more

Her hands unzipping his pants, she caresses him.

With her eyes remaining closed, she arches her back and tilts her head.

He takes her exposed breast into his mouth

This causes her to finally climax.

He removes his fingers, kisses them, then licks his lips

I bet this pie doesn’t taste as good as you he laughs

Sexy Slow Dancing

Everyone knows I’m a sucker for romance. A guy friend showed up to my door with an Ipod of old school music and a bottle of wine. And my cutie knows that’s all it takes for me. After working all day, I need to unwind and relax. So we stripped down to nothing and dance around the room. Now that’s sexy. His body rubbing against mine as the music plays.  We go from John Legend’s High to Atlantic Star’s Slow jam. Of course we ended up on the kitchen floor. But the way he seduced me to that point was perfect.

I need that interaction that only happens between a man and woman. I welcome a smooth operator, a man that can sway with me. Even a tough girl like me will melt when a man grabs me around the waist and leads me to the rhythm. Remember those old movies when a man would see a girl across the room and try to get up the nerve to ask her for a dance. Then finally when he does and she accepts the entire room stops and there is nothing but them and the music.  That still works for me.

The new wave of party people have it all wrong! I get so tired of going out to clubs and this horrible house music is playing. The guys hang with each other and the girls are dancing on the floor alone. The only man that wants to dance is  the pervert who wants to feel you up. Fucking sickos! Then you have those people who want to sit at the bar and talk. What the hell are they talking about anyway? It’s a night club not a talk show! I would rather be off in the corner with a cute guy dancing and sweet talking. Lately, I just stay home and call someone over.

My new adventure will be finding old school clubs where the men come to meet women and slow dance. Not to talk me to death or stand over in the corner with their boys like they are in middle school. It’s so unattractive. When I find one I will let you all know

The Vagina that Fools the World

It’s 2011 and we women are still allowing our sexuality to be judged by society. We still allow the words slut, whore, bitch, etc. to be used to slander our names. And out of fear of being degraded and labeled one of those  titles, we keep our sexuality taboo and quiet. It’s time for change. We are standing at the origination of a powerful female nation. The pussy and its desire is nothing to be ashamed of. Just because a woman talks about the experiences of her pussy, does not make her any less of a woman. In fact, it elevates her to the epitome of womanhood because she accepts the spirituality, power, and influence her pussy has on the world. That’s why we have decided to take the word “slut” which is one of many words used to degrade women and claim it as a word of empowerment. We as women are no longer permitting others to use such words to define us. Rather, we’re choosing to redefine these words. We have that control and we’re ready to use it.

When a woman talks about how many lovers she has had or the fact she enjoys sex with different people, she’s labeled as something filthy. Other women may think that she lacks morals and the men may think she’s a sure thing but perhaps it’s something different. Perhaps she’s simply comfortable with her sexuality. Presuming such a woman lacks morality or would lay down with any man who’d have her does not agree with the statistics. Typically women who are comfortable with themselves, don’t believe that every man deserves the privilege. In fact, these women tend to have high standards for their lovers and and unwillingness to compromise them. These are very picky ladies but their standards don’t serve the purpose of sussing out some life-long mate.  However, she still might not want a relationship. Ladies, just because you are attracted to a certain man doesn’t mean that another woman is attracted to him. Especially a slut! We don’t want your man! Men, just because it is known we have sex and like it, doesn’t mean we will fuck you!

The world has fooled people to think women that who use their sexuality to tempt men are all whores who really fuck anyone. Not so! Sex or sexy is a business like anything else. Any media geared towards any subject is a business! Just because a person hosts a talk show about eating healthy, doesn’t mean when the camera’s off they actually eat healthy.  Also, there is a perception that a woman who uses her sex in any manner to create a business is not smart.  That she does not have a brain that’s why she uses sex. This is also bullshit! Just like every rapper isn’t really a thug or every athlete isn’t a talented idiot. It’s entertainment! It could be a character being sold for business purposes. There are rappers who are college educated and never been to jail. There are very intelligent athletes. There are very smart women who still prefer to pursue sexuality.  The media depends on the world holding on to  stereotypes and labels. It’s good for sales! That’s why Hollywood hires publicist to create an image. Who do you think spreads the rumors? Who do you think releases the video tapes?

Talking about sex is a business. Acting sexual is a business. Flaunting promiscuity is also a business. Just because my blog mates and I talk openly about our experiences and are comfortable with our sex lives, doesn’t mean we sleep with or blow everybody. I know people will love to think that. And because they do, we will get a lot of attention and admirers. Great! You have contributed to our intentions. Don’t think for a minute that we just sleep around from man to woman to man to woman. If that is a fantasy that keeps you a fan, cool! We enjoy the fame that comes from it. It’s our career.But that is not our reality. We have decided to make talking about sex a profession. We practice freedom of speech. We decide who we are intimate with.

Tight

I expose my self

as a

really “loose”
ride

A really open and liberated

had over and over

as if I was born via

1975

The era of free love

and experimentation

woman

Wide as the sea

and as deep

You have to put on

scuba gear

and hours of oxygen

to get to my bottom

You would have to be

the size of 10 rulers

and as thick

as a telephone pole

just to fill my hole

That’s how I present myself
like I have opened
to let the world in

In a month’s time

I have sexually unwind

Once maybe twice

I have a private objective

a dark secret

I have yet to tell

that I am

choosey

and selective as hell

I love to use my mouth

and my pussy

willingly

to those

I’ve a picked

out of a small bundle

Yes I’ve made mistakes

sometimes I slip up and stumble

Giving to what I thought was a stallion

but that comes along with the territory

of living everyday

and exploring

OR

sometimes I

get really bored

and lonely

as most that are single do

I might

invite

a little spark over

late night

Still it’s a chosen few

who be

a survivor

after the sexual fury of me

I have a public image

I have to uphold

It’s a personality

a fame monster

that has been sold

True
I like it

True I have done things
To live up to it

Wild and spread

to many of dicks

not my shit

I still have my grip

But I like for my admirers to think it

I have an audience

I refuse to not give them what

they came here for.

They scream and beg
They expect more

Living vicariously
through the feral part of me

Iam sex

Breathing

walking

Taking

Nastiness

I’m a carefree

Non monogamy

Seductress

Privately

I’m

vulnerable

some what traditional

idealistic

and submissive

as if I was a

little house wife

with a white picket fence

If anyone had any commonsense

or insight

they wouldn’t

think that my pussy

was involved

In a 8 or 9 contestant cockfight

or it’s a

a huge den

of sexual immoral

sin

populate to be the size of

Wisconsin

Fitting over 10 thousand men

Honestly fuck their opinion

I am really

tired of being talked over

and attempted to be persuaded

These masculine tramps

who want me to be easy and

manipulated

To tap the ass

and spill their load

And widen me like

A 5 lane road

But no no no

I have to keep it together

contracted

constricted

kegel muscles

strong

Not stretched

shapeless and worn

I
Maybe or maybe not

one day

be

the right man’s wife

My bridal attire will be a ivory beige color

I’m not pure enough

to live up to virgin white

but still

I believe in a small portion of

virtue

and keep it tight

The Danger of Cunnilungus

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When I meet someone I’m interested in, and I’m ready to take the friendship to the next level; I ask myself two questions. Is this person someone who I can date and give my heart to? Or is this just a hook up for when I’m horny and between relationships? Depending on how I answer those questions is when I decide how uninhibited the sex is. How far I will let a man go with my body depends on my first impression of him. If he has the personality traits that meet my standards and has the potential to be a great love, then I will let him give me cunnilingus. Amazing head is very dangerous. Especially since it’s not a lot of men that can do it right.

If a man can give great fourplay and his intercourse is mind blowing then the heart automatically get s involved for women.  Think about it, if he is fine as hell and good in bed, he is lethal. We women are emotional creatures. It’s hard to hold back and separate good sex from a relationship. Most of us are not wired like men. We can’t have great multiple orgasms and walk away. A man will allow a woman to give him head over and over knowing that he will never be with her.We  women will try to make it work with a no good man who is a master in the bedroom. This is the biggest fuck up! Because you spend so much valuable energy hurting, crying and trying to make things work. That guy should have been a hook up or a friend. He was not compatible in the beginning. Every man and woman is not made to be together. That’s one of the reasons the divorce rate is high and their are so many children had out of wedlock. There are a lot of men and women who were married that hate each other now. Only thing they had in common was good sex!

That’s why I limit my interactions with men in my bedroom. I don’t like my emotions to be toyed with. I only get really freaky with men I want to seriously be involved with. Hell I don’t even like spending the night with men I just hook up with. Some have slipped through the cracks. But mostly, I send them home or I leave afterwards.

It’s Tantra belief that when a man licks your clit he can elevate you to a spiritual place. It’s been a couple times that I thought I was in heaven. And those men and I had an emotional connection. Infact, I let a man who I should’ve never dated eat me out. I was stuck with that no good bastard for 3 years. It was horrible, but I couldn’t let go. He was amazing at it and he could fuck as well. I tried to date other men to get over him but I kept coming back. He would lick it any place any time.  We would get really nasty! I paid the price in the end. He took me through hell!  So this is why this rule is so important for me. If you need that kind of stimulation, I suggest getting a vibrator. I recommend the bullet with  a silicon cover.

Some women won’t sleep with a man period unless they are in a relationship. That’s cool. But I’m sorry I have to know a man’s stroke before falling in love. What if he is good on paper but horrible in the bedroom? Have you ever seen Sex and the City, when Charlotte married Trey before having sex? See what happened? It took him months before he could get it up!  You take a car for a test drive before buying it to make sure it’s right for you? Same rule applies to men. Worst thing you could do is get involved with a man who is horrible at sex. Let’s see how deep in love you will stay!

I advise any woman to make sure the man she is involved  is worth giving her heart to before  she starts getting freaky with him. It’s best not to waste valuable time. We are not getting younger! A woman’s years are precious and not to be taken for granted. Make sure he is a good man to you before pushing his head down.

Selective Interaction with The Tongue

I don’t let every tongue between my legs

I said

You see

The tongue has a certain possession over the pussy

Convincing the heart to love

clouding judgement

over powering the head

A kiss of cunnilingus

Can be spiritual

It posses Tantric power

That’s life altering

As the mouth sucks and caress the clit

The body experiences

an euphoria,

A heavenly divinity

A supernatural bliss

And honestly, I don’t know right now in my life

That I’m ready or prepared for this

So NO!

Not just any man can spread my thighs

and go

down

Because its has been said or maybe it was somewhere I read

That if he fucks around

and does its right

Then he will have me

Miss loving to be free

craving him

desiring him night after night

Capturing and holding claim to me

I will be his prisoner

Completely

Obsessed

His prize

His trophy

One of his conquests

All during my day

He will own my thoughts
and

my pussy’s emotions who love to

manipulate my heart

then my mind will soon follow

Sold

Because a flicker of the tongue has been known to have that kind of control

At the very moment when he tries to slide sweetly to his knees

I will cry out and  beg him please

Don’t.

I’m really not trying to be rude

For love and commitment

I’m just not in the mood

Even though he requests

on his face I will not sit

to grind my hips

back and forth

over his lips

I will not allow myself to feel his licks from behind or his finger tips (at the same time)

entering me.

I don’t want to take a chance on romance

For a relationship I just don’t have the energy

Some say its a folks tale or a historical myth

but us who have been there know its some dangerous shit.

It can drive a woman mad

making her act out, attack, and throw horrible fits

In most cases the tongue can out do the dick

and  I’m not even trying to get involved with it

So I declare from this moment forward

I will be the only one who might

not always but maybe

offer oral

To someone who I really kinda like

Because from what I’m told

Fellatio

can make a mortal woman in to a goddess (If she performs at her best )

Giving her the power and the ultimate  control.

How to Reverse the Jealousy Game on Men! (A Woman’s Play Book)

Men love to make women jealous. It makes them feel loved and wanted, giving them bragging rights.  However, I never get jealous. I just get even. I’ve learned how to control my emotions and redirect my energies. I’ve used this plan a couple of times and it works like a charm. When you are out in public with a  man who has your interest, and If he starts to flirt with other women, it could be a game to upset you. This is what he’ll do. He will start by giving a girl the eye, then talking to her more than you. He will act like he didn’t mean to give her more attention. He was just being friendly. I know most of you fall for it and end up going home pissed and angry. That’s the response he wanted. You fell right into his scheme. He has your emotions, playing with them like a yo-yo! Oh but there is such a better way to deal with a situation like this.  You have to learn ladies, how to reverse this bullshit. And I’m going to teach you how.

When he tries that flirting with other women shit, just ignore it and keep smiling. Play cool! IT’S IMPORTANT TO PLAY COOL! That’s the biggest problem when you see another woman giving your man the googly eyes. Your first impulse is to get upset and scream “bitch! What are you looking at?” But there is no need to get Katy and mess up your make up! Just smile and keep it in lady mode. Take all that hostile energy and push it deep down inside turning it into sex energy. When you get that man alone you try to fuck his brains out! You turn acrobatic on his ass! Maybe you should drink a Red Bull and a 5 hour energy drink beforehand. Works for me! You make him scream and speak in languages he doesn’t know. Make him cum so hard that he’s comatose for the night and sucking his thumb while he sleeps.

Now you are ready for the next step.

Go to the mall and purchase the sexiest hot dress you can find and a pair of come fuck me heels. Make sure your hair, nails, and toes look perfect. The next time he takes you out, walk off and leave him standing there. Or, if you go out and see him don’t speak or give any eye contact at all. Ignore him all night! If he tries to walk up to you, then go the other way. Dance and party all night long like he doesn’t exist.

Now here’s the most important part. Find another sexy man in the room and flirt with him. Put on your best performance. Laugh and smile like everything he says is really interesting and funny. Let him hold your hand just a little. Get out on the dance floor and show off. I bet you in no time at all, your man will loose it. He will get so damn mad and jealous. Every where you go he will follow like a lost puppy. Don’t give in and pay him attention! Keeping ignoring but watching him out the corner of your eye. Just in case he tries to turn into the Incredible Hulk, you’ll have enough time to get the hell out the way! But if that doesn’t happen, just play it off until it’s time to leave. Give your new friend a hug and tell him goodbye because you weren’t interested in him anyway. Leave the place still holding it together. Then get in your car and laugh your ass off. You have just accomplished what most women don’t have the guts or patience to do!

Either two things will happen.  Scenario one, He will follow you and start an argument. The way you handle this is by saying “look I’m tired, I don’t have time to argue. I was just having a good time and giving you space. I’m not a clinger!” Then hurry and leave!  He will start calling or texting you over and over! Don’t answer! I bet he will follow you home. Or scenario two, you will make it home and he will show up later. That’s the best because he has had time to think.  He is drowning in his feelings. He will show up ready to wax that ass! When he gets there and knocks on your door, play like he woke you up. Like you were not thinking about him at all! Try not to laugh! Act very serious. As you know, there is nothing better than “Angry Sex!”

Either way you got him. Now, if scenario three happens and he does nothing, than fuck him! He is not the right one anyway. You don’t want a man who won’t put up a fight for you!

Ladies, you can continue letting men get the best of you. You can sit around crying and being hurt; hoping one day things will change. You can allow jealousy and pain to rule you. (That’s so exhausting!) Or, you can get you head in the game and start to take control of your emotions.  It’s all up to you

Hurricanes, New York, and Love Making Music

New York was ugly and stormy yesterday. I had to cancel all my plans and settle for a night in. What better to do on a rainy night than call over a friend to keep me warm and safe? I would say dry but that defeats the purpose of rainy weather company. I wanted more than a good time. Lately, a certain girlfriend of mine has inspired me to concentrate on someone that I have a real connection with. She sent me a couple of beautiful songs to accompany a passionate night of love making. Listening to the rain tapping outside the window of my high rise Manhattan loft, brought out the romantic  side in me. Never giving names, I scanned through my Iphone for that guy who knew my body the best. In no time he was at my door with wine and condoms. I made him battle  through a fucking storm to get this. Good boy! Anyone who wants this, has to go through obstacles to taste my rainbow.

The music was a mixture of old school r&b , jazz, and a couple of young artists; Marvin Gaye, Stevie wonder, Floetry, Marsha Ambrosius and Trey Songz. I love Trey, he makes me cum over and over! The Neighbors Know My Name has been my favorite song since last year. Thank God for the repeat button! The rhythm carried us through that hurricane with no interruptions. All I can say is Late night, early mornings! I’m tired as hell and about to go back bed, but it was all worth it. I can’t wait for the next storm!