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called her to say she was in the hospital. The story was just too damn hilarious.
“Hahaha.” Charisma laughed, as she took a walk back down memory lane with Michelle. “Anyways. I’m not doing anything just in the mood for a little bit of shopping are you down?” Charisma asked.
“Damn right I’m down! Lets meet at the mall in like a hour at the main entrance.” Michelle arranged.
“See you in a hour.” Charisma smiled as she hung up the phone. She hasn’t seen her friend in what felt like ages, she couldn’t wait to see her girl. She slid off the bed and opened up her double wide closet door and began looking for something to wear.
Michelle quickly began unwrapping her bands and applying make-up to her face, disobeying the doctor’s order. She didn’t give a damn. She was all fixed now and when the opportunity presented itself for her to show off she was ready. Two hours later she was strutting into the mall as if she owned the world and everyone surrounding her should drop to their knees and start worshiping the ground that she was walking on. She was in an incredible amount of pain, yet she didn't give a damn. In her eyes, beauty was pain....
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Charisma’s Prada pumps clicked against the marble floor as she made her way to the food court area where she was meeting her best friend that she hadn’t seen in over three years or so. She held an oversized Prada purse in her right hand and her phone in the other. On her face she wore a pair of oversized Prada shades. Her tight Prada jeans defined every curve that her body was equipped with. She was all Prada from the earrings in her ear to the shoes on her feet. It was obvious that she was super bad and not once did she have to hear it. She was a bad bitch and there was no need to tell her and try to stroke her ego because her ego was already on a 110 and her swag was definitely on 150, no doubt. Any higher and she would be putting bitches to sleep for sure.
Removing her shades with confidence, she eyed the food court but didn’t see Michelle. She was about to punch in her number on the keypad until a big ass almighty caught her attention.
Charisma never was into females, but if she saw a bad bitch she sure as hell would acknowledge one. Charisma eyed the girl’s ass like it was a piece of candy. “Damn,” she mouthed.
The girl turned around. “Oh boo! There you go!”
Charisma covered her mouth. The only thing that she recognized about the girl was her squeaky voice and the deep dimples that were engraved in her high cheeks. “Michelle?” Charisma questioned.
“Don’t act like you blind.” Michelle laughed. She spun around showing off her new body. The only thing that was fat on her was her fat ass and her outrageously thick thighs.
“Bitttttch! Dammmmn!” Charisma covered her mouth again and got up to circle around Michelle. “What in the world happened to you? I mean, damn! Girl, work it! You is dope as shit!” Charisma admitted.
“Anything and everything that money could buy,” Michelle bragged as she opened her arms for a hug.
The last time Charisma saw her girl. She was chubby and wore really cheap weave and clothing. Her face was beautiful but everything else was busted. She’d gone from a low 2 to a 10.
Charisma was really impressed. She hoped with the new body and all that Michelle had also gained some confidence. She would soon learn that Michelle had gained a little too much confidence. The bitch was bad and nobody or their momma could tell her shit.
They walked through the mall shopping and catching up on old times. Charisma couldn’t help but keep sneaking peeks at Michelle’s outrageous ass. She made a note to herself to go get a membership at the gym a.s.a.p. There was no way she was going to let a chick like Michelle out does her. In a matter of
“Hahaha.” Charisma laughed, as she took a walk back down memory lane with Michelle. “Anyways. I’m not doing anything just in the mood for a little bit of shopping are you down?” Charisma asked.
“Damn right I’m down! Lets meet at the mall in like a hour at the main entrance.” Michelle arranged.
“See you in a hour.” Charisma smiled as she hung up the phone. She hasn’t seen her friend in what felt like ages, she couldn’t wait to see her girl. She slid off the bed and opened up her double wide closet door and began looking for something to wear.
Michelle quickly began unwrapping her bands and applying make-up to her face, disobeying the doctor’s order. She didn’t give a damn. She was all fixed now and when the opportunity presented itself for her to show off she was ready. Two hours later she was strutting into the mall as if she owned the world and everyone surrounding her should drop to their knees and start worshiping the ground that she was walking on. She was in an incredible amount of pain, yet she didn't give a damn. In her eyes, beauty was pain....
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*****
Charisma’s Prada pumps clicked against the marble floor as she made her way to the food court area where she was meeting her best friend that she hadn’t seen in over three years or so. She held an oversized Prada purse in her right hand and her phone in the other. On her face she wore a pair of oversized Prada shades. Her tight Prada jeans defined every curve that her body was equipped with. She was all Prada from the earrings in her ear to the shoes on her feet. It was obvious that she was super bad and not once did she have to hear it. She was a bad bitch and there was no need to tell her and try to stroke her ego because her ego was already on a 110 and her swag was definitely on 150, no doubt. Any higher and she would be putting bitches to sleep for sure.
Removing her shades with confidence, she eyed the food court but didn’t see Michelle. She was about to punch in her number on the keypad until a big ass almighty caught her attention.
Charisma never was into females, but if she saw a bad bitch she sure as hell would acknowledge one. Charisma eyed the girl’s ass like it was a piece of candy. “Damn,” she mouthed.
The girl turned around. “Oh boo! There you go!”
Charisma covered her mouth. The only thing that she recognized about the girl was her squeaky voice and the deep dimples that were engraved in her high cheeks. “Michelle?” Charisma questioned.
“Don’t act like you blind.” Michelle laughed. She spun around showing off her new body. The only thing that was fat on her was her fat ass and her outrageously thick thighs.
“Bitttttch! Dammmmn!” Charisma covered her mouth again and got up to circle around Michelle. “What in the world happened to you? I mean, damn! Girl, work it! You is dope as shit!” Charisma admitted.
“Anything and everything that money could buy,” Michelle bragged as she opened her arms for a hug.
The last time Charisma saw her girl. She was chubby and wore really cheap weave and clothing. Her face was beautiful but everything else was busted. She’d gone from a low 2 to a 10.
Charisma was really impressed. She hoped with the new body and all that Michelle had also gained some confidence. She would soon learn that Michelle had gained a little too much confidence. The bitch was bad and nobody or their momma could tell her shit.
They walked through the mall shopping and catching up on old times. Charisma couldn’t help but keep sneaking peeks at Michelle’s outrageous ass. She made a note to herself to go get a membership at the gym a.s.a.p. There was no way she was going to let a chick like Michelle out does her. In a matter of
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