i was a “jeffery” once or twice.
thank god i wasn’t as bad as his creep ass.
i only deal with aggressive wolves now.
once you show me signs of “negro play games son”,
i’m over you.
i never crawled into bed with my crush while he was sleep.
i also never exploded on my crush in front of a vixen he was interested in.
i was more of the internal “jeffery”.
the best kind.
have you ever met a straight wolf and fell for him?
something about him just turned you on?
you couldn’t explain it but everytime you saw him,
it was like something clicked inside you?
sadly for all of us in this lifestyle,
a majority of us have been a “jeffery”.
some worse than others.
don’t feel bad because it happens to the best of us…

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