just need to mind your motherfuckin’ business and
stay out my shit!”I tried to reach for the camera, and he snatched it away.
He took the tape out the camera, went out the house, and
threw it in the dumpster.
I knew. All of it dawned on me, right then in that
moment. Not like, consciously, but I knew. I felt it in my
body.
Was I smart enough to admit that shit to myself in the
moment? Hell no! I just said to myself, You need to just chill.
You love this dude. You need to chill. I still didn’t know that I
should listen to my gut and my feelings and my body.
When he came back in the house, I decided to change up.
I just started being real sweet and nice, and we started
kissing and stuff.
Tiffany: “I just want you to hook me up. I want to get
me some head.”So he went down on me and gave me some head. Once
he was done, he was all hard and ready to penetrate me. He
was literally right about to put it in, and I mean like, an inch
before his penis touched me, I pulled away. My body was
screaming at me, and not in a good way.
Tiffany: “Ooh, wait. No. I got to go to the bathroom. I
got to boo-boo.”