what appeared to be a sixteen year old cub was all in my “grillz”.
you read right.
he had a back pack so i only assumed he was that age.
he looked kinda young,
but he acting fresh as hell.
he was with his mama and his little sister.
when his mother turned his head,
he would commence to eye fuckin’ me heavy.
when she got off the train at the next stop,
it was just the sister and him.
so we played this game of looking at each other,
and then catching eye contact again.
he was also licking and biting on his lips.
honestly it made me nervous,
but i’m not one to turn down a good eye fuckin’.
he did give me the impression he has been turned out,
or he was trying to be.
he was acting way too fresh,
but judging from how his mother treated him,
he seemed to be sheltered…
or maybe not?
i don’t do “pedo” and i don’t do kids.
he was definitely a kid.
as much as i want a wolf,
i’m not getting with a kid.
like what are we gonna talk about?
adult swim and curfews?
next thing you know,
my crib is the new hang out spot.
he’ll be tell me how he wants to take care of me,
how his mama treats him like a kid,
and that he will drop out of high school and get a job.
i love my wolves 21 and up.
those tend to be better rides anyway.