His Immense Desires

THE PARTY

****JANELLE'S POV****

Typical Steff, making sure she gets what she wants, it's been hours in the boutique yet Steff got no perfect dress according to her to choose from.

I am so tired of standing, my knees, joints, elbows, I mean, practically all my body is hurting.

While I got to stand here and let her select the dress, she goes around talking like a chatter box.

I won't be angry if she's only talking but the fact that she's flirting with a guy is annoying.

So sorry to say but sometimes I feel like steffs", got poor taste in a man, she's just looking for someone to screw.

She gets to blab on how the last guy she met screwed her five times at night and how angry she was when she woke up only to find out that her Fendi nosemask and her Fendi jacket was nowhere to be found.

She was dumbfounded about the act, because according to her, she saw him too big to stoop so low to steal her properties.

Grateful enough they had lodged in a hotel, she wondered what the guy would have made away with if she actually brought him to her house as he had requested.

"Hey Jane, I found the perfect dress for you, why don't you put on this kimonofor a start, just check it out", Steff whined.

"Excuse me!!!, You want me to wear a seen tight and singlet together for a party, I would never try that", I was damn mad at her.

It seems kinda funny right, yeah I know but it doesn't to me.

"Am just joking Janey, alright check this one out, a black pique jersey pants with a white mink cardigan, damn cool", I looked at the dress, it looked so simple and lady-like.

This is so unusual of Steff, to pick something not exposing, I like that tho.

I don't want to look like all those desperate bitches that do come to parties or clubs looking like sluts, exposing all their cleavages and thighs.

I made a mental appreciation of that.

about going into the dressing room when I saw the price tag, I screamed a loud,"Whatttt", the white pink cardigan costs

Does she think of me as a billionaire's daughter or what, maybe she didn't

and made a mental check to tell her to come over

me, the trouser and the shirt, what were you thinking of, when you selected the both?, I asked waiting patiently

I actually saw the price tag, but please I want you to be spending hard cash, how can you have lots of money, yet

to say, so funny "Hey Steff listen I'm

because it's a Fendi product, you get right?",

at her, I was speechless, what she said is kinda true tho, let me spend the money, this

wanna go there looking like a weird. I went in to check the dress, it fitted my slim frame perfectly and

were done choosing our

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in the evening for the party, a party which is meant to commence

even need to check myself in the mirror to know how good looking

own thing, I looked across the bar to see some college students smooching each other,

home, anyways maybe it's the Jamaican way. Thirty minutes into the party I couldn't find Steff, where

and kept walking in search of steff. I had looked over and over again for her

to keep myself busy. I looked over and saw the bar man. "Good evening, please two shots of tequila", he looked at me before decanting

strong alcoholic drink. He didn't

how many times I said,"another one please", but

of my shoes. I heard someone

hour and ya ghat yaself so drink ya

words all sounded blurry

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the waistband of my black pique jersey pant, I was

Da-da-ni-el, whe-re a-ar-are you, I ha-a-ve mi-ss-ed

"Hey Janey, are you alright, are you sure you're okay?", He asked. "Yeah am definitely okay, you know I lo-lo-ve yo-you s-s-so mu-ch huhh, I definitely doooo", I

"Hey Janey are you drunk?", He asked. At that time I had taken my pique jersey pants off, and I

Da-Dan, yo-you know I can never be drunk, I am a good girllllllllll right?",