Kyla
I had arrived home from the club. I pretended to everyone I was tired, but the truth is I need Carlos to get his ass over here and f**k me. I couldn’t wait any more. I didn’t tell him I was leaving. I sneaked away when he was in the bathroom. I am sure he was pissed at me for doing it, but I plan to text him to come over. I will make it up to him. I need to get laid so badly. I am horny as hell, and Carlos caused it, so he will be fixing the issue. Something I am sure he won’t have any problems with it.
I put my cell on charge since my battery died. The second it switches on and loads up, a text comes through from Carlos. That didn’t take long for him to text. I snicker and open it.
You left without telling me? WTF, Kyla?
Oh, he sounds mad. I reply straight away.
Yes, I did,
