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Christian said.
           “Okay well you seem like a nice young man.  Take care of my baby and y’all don’t do nothing I wouldn’t do because I’ll be coming for that ass!” my mom said.
           “Yes Ma’am,” Christian responded.
           My mom finally let us out the door and we decided to go eat to Joe’s Crab Shack.  While we ate we laughed, talked and got better acquainted.  I found out that Christian worked offshore as a supervisor and had his own place.  For someone so young, he definitely had it going on.  I really was taken with him even though we had only spent a couple of hours together.
           I was glad that Christian wanted to see No Good Deed because I am a huge fan of Taraji P. Henson and Idris Elba with his fine self.  While in the theatre he reached for my hand and we held hands throughout the entire movie.  I don’t know about him but his touch had my pussy jumping in my panties.
           Once the movie was over we were walking hand and hand to his 2013 Chevy Avalanche.  He looked over at me and smiled, “So you ready to go home or you wanna come chill with me for a bit?”
           I knew it would be crazy for me to go to his place especially feeling the way I was feeling.  “Well we can go over to your place.  I’d like to see where you live.”
           He smiled and made his way to his place which wasn’t too far from where the movie theatre was.  He unlocked the door and let me inside then closed the door.  He turned the lights on and I had a look around; he actually had a nice place.  I expected his place to look like a bachelor pad but I was surprised to find it looking more homey; like it had a woman’s touch.
           “You have a really nice place.  I expected a black leather sofa, huge flat screen TV and clothes all over the place.  I must say that I am pleasantly surprised,” I said.
           “Well my mom and sister helped me decorate, otherwise it would’ve looked exactly like you thought,” he said and we both laughed.
           “Well they did a great job; I love it!” I said.
           “Would you like something to drink?” Christian offered.
           “What ya got?” I asked.
           “Patron, Ciroc, Smirnoff, orange juice, bottled water, what’s your choice?” he asked.
           “Well I’m not allowed to drink alcohol so,” I was saying but he interrupted.
           “I promise I won’t tell anyone,” he said.
           “What kind of Ciroc do you have?” I asked.
           “Peach,” he responded.
           “Okay I’ll try a little; I’ve heard good things about that drink,” I said.
           “Yea it’s a good drink and goes down so smoothly,” he said as he walked into the kitchen.
           “Sit down and make yourself at home,” he yelled from the kitchen.
           I sat on the sofa and admired the nice décor in his apartment.  He returned with two glasses with clear liquids in each and handed me one.  I thanked him as I put my nose to the rim to smell it; it had a nice scent so I brought the glass to my lips and sipped the liquid.  It tasted really good and before I knew it I was requesting a second glass.  He went to refill my glass and came back to the living room handing me the glass with more clear liquid.
           “Take it easy because while it goes down smooth, the effects hit hard,” he warned.
           I couldn’t help it, I needed something to calm my nerves.  All I wanted to do was jump on him so I needed this drink to help my body relax.
           “This shit is good!” I said as my head began to spin a little.
           He moved in closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips.  It didn’t take long for that kiss to get extremely heated as our tongues battled each other.  He began to kiss me on my and squeeze my breasts as I moaned and tried to catch my breath.  My head