Damn those pussies! Layla called me bright and early the next morning for details on my date with Derrick. I shared everything with her and including the toe-curling, panty melting kisses we shared. She was adequately pleased and gave herself snaps for making all this possible. So, of course, I had to be thankful and fluff her up by proclaiming her an all knowing matchmaking genius. My best friend even shared the details of a certain phone call from Riven that she received yesterday. Well, surprise, surprise. Apparently those two are going on a date this coming Wednesday. Layla had me rolling, I was laughing so hard, as she squealed, yes squealed, her excitement about her date. I guess both of us have something to be excited about. “Jenks, he seems like a genuinely great guy and he’s super funny. I was laughing the whole time we talked. He’s so different from Troy; it’s like night and day.” “I’m happy for you, Layla. I hope your date goes well and he’s everything you’ve been looking for.
