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THIS IS A TRUE STORY. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO TALK I'M AT labronzerobinson@hotmail.com. Well, after graduation, it was time for me to think about Georgia Tech. I was so proud of my accomplishments. My ex-boyfriend Jamal, who used to live here, stays in Atlanta. Yes, I still had feelings for him. He was the only boy in my life. Of course there are and were others, but there was No Jamal. When I arrived at the college, I headed for my dorm. My roommate was a fine, sexy light skinned boy of 18. His name was Jay. He was from Roswell, Ga. I was thinking about him more than I was Jamal. But then I thought to myself, "he's probably not like that anyway". Come to find out, he was bi and we would stay up all night talking about the fine boys here on campus. I told Jay, "Yeah they may be fine but there is no other Jamal, then my Jamal. He said, "Jamal probably isn't thinking about you. You need to start looking for some other boys". I told him he was crazy! Then, the next day I told Jay that we were going out to scope some sexy niggas. So we went to this club. I was a lot of lightskinned niggas up in there. I'm from a small town in Georgia and I wasn't used to seeing all of those sexy caramel delight's. When me and Jay were out on the dance floor dancing (not with each other), I was going crazy and getting "crunk" because I had never been out before and away from home. So as I was dancing, I felt someone rub my ass very slowly. Before I could turn around to see who it was, he placed his hands over my eyes and said, "guess who!". It was Jamal, my ex, my only lover in the whole world. Words couldn't express the joy I felt. I wanted to scream, cry, laugh, etc. all at the same time. He says, "what are you doing here? I said, "I go to Ga. Tech". He says, "Well I'm just down the road. I go to Ga. State". So we went a sat down. He had some Hennesey and told me to get some. I drank it straight, because I wanted to get drunk. Everything seemed to be going my way. I was with my only lover and a very spontaneous one at that. But the longer we talked, the more questions I begin to ask. Like, "why didn't you call or are you still bi or do you still want me like you did when we were 13"? He said he has had more pussy then the average man. He was always talking about himself. Then I told him what I had kept hidden in my heart for 4 years. I told him, "I love you and have always loved you and only you. Our relationship might have only been sex and sex to you, but ""I"" really felt something between us". I could tell I was getting drunk because my words got louder and louder. While me and Jamal were hugged up in a little cozy booth, Jay, my roommate, was hugged up also. He was with a dude name Scott. He told me he was going to Scott's apartment and he was going to crash there. So, we all exited the club at around 1:30. Jamal took me back to the dorm. We had to sneak in because we broke curfew. Our dorm was nice and neat, the way me and Jay were. My bed was in front of Jay's and Jamal sat on his bed.He turned on my radio and playing was the "QUIET STORM", a collection on love songs. SO THIS IS THE PICTURE: ME AND MY EX, ALONE, BOTH DRUNK LISTENING TO LOVE SONGS AND RAIN POURING. My favorite song was playing, Silk's, "Let's Make Love". OOOOH yeah! Jamal was wearing a yellow FUBU jersey and black sweat pants. I noticed his dick through the television light. It was long and curved. I stood up and went for my roommate’s bed. He laid back and said, "Look what YOU did"! I was laughing because it was funny or I was so damn drunk. As my song played on the radio, he stands up and starts French kissing me. Since I was 6'3" and he was 6'4", we were right in each other's face. He rubbed my back and slowly grabbed my ass. It felt so good (almost as good as our first time). I felt his erected dick against me stomach, so he laid down on my roommates bed and I slowly slid down his pants. I sucked his 10 inch, curved, brown dick. It tasted so good. It had a sweet smell to it, not musty. While I was sucking him, he took off mine and his shirt. So I stood up and pulled my pants and briefs off instantly. Then I went back to work getting that dick ready for my thick , caramel ass. While I was sucking his dick, he was twisting and turning my red, swollen tits until my nipples were as hard a stone. Then he says,"Let me put my dick between yo tities". I did and slowly he began to tit fuck me. I was all good. "I had my nigga back", was all I could think about. Then he asked me something I thought I would never hear him say, "can I eat yo fine ass". WOW WOW WOW. I said "hell, yeah". He was very smooth and slow with his tongue. It was causing my body to quiver and shiver that I almost told him to STOP because it was feeling SOOO DAMN GOOD. Then, the romantically, handsome, caramel brotha laid back on my roommates bed and told me to ride him. I had never did this before, so I was confused and drunk. Then I said, "What the hell, this is a once in a lifetime". He reached out and pulled out 2 condoms and stroked it on his long shaft. He was jacking his dick as I put my legs over my head. All my thick ass was about to get a friendly intruder from Jamal's dick. He slid it in slowly. It hurt me so much that I was about to say, "stop", but as he slowly worked that powerful dick, it started to feel good. Now I knew why all of these Atlanta hoe's were psyched out over him. He never rushed the sex. He took his time. HE MADE LOVE TO ME. IT WAS SOOOOO GOOD. We made love for about an hour. While he was sticking the pipe to me, he was French kissing me and playing with my tities. He ran his tongue all over my body and in my ear. Now when he put that sizzling tongue in my ear, I WENT TO THIS GREAT PLACE CALLED "ECSTACY"! I really went to ecstasy. Before he nutted, he took the condom off and I jacked him. He knows that I don't swallow cum, so that was out the question. After we made love, we laid in Jay's bed, our two naked caramel bodies entwined as one and we talked and held each other close. It was still raining outside, but I was warm on the inside with my baby. We woke up around 9:00 and he went to McDonald's and got me some breakfast. It was so sweet of him to do that. He went home around 9:45 and around 10:30 Jay came home. I was putting on some clothes, and Jay says, "Well, tell me about it". I said, "hell, your bed could tell you the whole story". Then Jay said,"I know you didn't fuck on my clean sheets"? I said "yes and it was gooood". He was laughing and saying he was going to have to wash his sheets. He told me about him and Scott and their little thang they did. So now we had something to REALLY talk about. Me and Jamal are still together. He is still romantic and passionate and very spontanious. See, old flames do still burn and ours burned together. My once broken heart is now filled with love for Jamal. THE END HEY! NOT ALL RELATIONSHIPS ARE PEACHES AND CREAM. ME AND JAMAL HAVE PROBLEMS TOO, AND IF YOU WANT TO KNOW, READ LET'S MAKE LOVE, PART II OR E-MAIL ME AT labronzerobinson@hotmail.com.