There are certain men who, just does it for me. One ain't shit and I probably should cut all ties with him and the other is my zaddy zaddy.
I met Zaddy in a DC mega club in the Early 2000's. I was fresh out of undergrad and he brought drinks for my entire crew, pulled one of my homegirls to the side and told her "I want her (me), what's her name". And we've been thick as thieves ever since. He was the first to buy me my first designer bag, first to fly me out of state. He taught me a lot. Especially about submission 🤣
Anyway I'm just getting in from one of our random encounters. When I'm with him It always feels at home. We made plans. Fingers crossed



















