Thank God For Plan B, Because Plan A Didn't Work - Vol 1

Don’t Talk in your Sleep, you’ll tell on yourself

Newlyweds suddeny don't sleep together after just one time...she has a headache...Until she says, “Craig, it’s nice of you to creep into my bed, I’ve been wondering how long it was going to take you to get here

Marla…I Think I love you…

He went to the gym to clear his head when he saw the sexiest set of legs that went all the way up and made a perplexing, but wonderful ass of themselves. So with his mind clear and he now refocused...he finds out that he is not the right complexion...but he is the exception.

What’s up Snake…Fuck you Snake…

Envy always rears its ugly head. If you ever hear, "When i grow up I want to be just like you". Get them away from you immediately, becuase they will try to become you...But where is Moat n Gator? Gabby????

Welcome to Mercy General…May I help you?

seven days had past and suddenly he awoke. But Moat was gone long ago somewhere...But she laughed at him and he betrayed him and suddenly he could walk again.

Moat n’ Gator in deep trouble…

The door opened and there stood this fine ass sister; she had hazel eyes, pumps, a glass of liquor and holding a bottle of scotch…nothing else! Then he stopped, turned, and ran back to the woman. Took the glass, drank the scotch, gave her the glass back, pulled her to him and gave her the deepest kiss he could manage under the circumstances. He fingered her pussy then took his fingers and put them on her lips allowing her to taste her pussy while he deeply kissed her again

I thought about you…

Visions of lovliness danced in my head, as my dick gentle quaked in my sleep... Really!

Will you be my Daddy…yeah, but who’s my mommy?

I’m scared to ask if your real name is even Michaela…IS IT”, Jonathan asked coyly? “No… it isn’t as a matter of fact and as you indicated we will sit down and I’ll tell you everything. That’s if you can handle it”, said Michaela.

The robbery…Dead Doo Doo…

Yeah he's dead for sure...but so is Sidney

Bad Frog! (Shaking head from side to side sorrowfully)Dead Frog…

Frogs gone now...or is he? Did you bury him Moat? How much money did you get from the robbery? about 6 million, said Moat.

I want my DADDY, n’ you too Jonathan…

“Old Granddad” was his drink of choice; he walked over to Gabriella and offered to spike her cocoa, she just beamed and held out her cup.