Colleon-Personal Narrative

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It was a warm summer night when I pulled up in my blue Corvette convertible to pick up my boyfriend, Coleton. To my surprise, he was already standing outside, dressed to kill, as usual, but there was a string of cars lined up along the curb. He motioned for me to pull in front of the cars; seemingly, trying to prevent me from seeing what was going on.
I’d heard a lot of talk about Coleton being a pimp and drug dealer, but he has a regular 9 to 5 so I allowed myself to believe this talk was nothing but jealous gossip.
Who wouldn’t be jealous of Coleton? Women fall over themselves to get his attention when we’re out together so I can only imagine what they do when he’s alone.

But seeing the string of late model cars, made it difficult for
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He was very serious. I was disappointed, but I listened. He leaned against a dresser and all 6’ 5,” 210 lbs. draped it beautifully. Long golden brown curls framed his lion shaped face and head; Coleton is one of the most beautiful men that I have ever seen. In a very serious voice, he began to tell me his life’s story… All the things he has done wrong while omitting some of the harsh details.
The more he talked the more in love I felt. He said, “Lola, if you knew everything about me, you wouldn’t like me. I’ve done some terrible things that I am not proud of and I am still doing things that I am not proud of but I am doing these things to help my mother and brothers.”
My mother is sick and I love her more than life itself. I would do anything, and I mean anything to help her! In fact, I have and I make no apologies for it. But I love you Lola and I want you to know everything about me. I listened closely not hearing everything he was saying because I was too busy staring at that flawless face. No man has any right to look that Damn Good. He stood up from the dresser, and said, “Come here,” and he wrapped those gorgeous caramel arms round me and held me
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That was the night he took both of my legs and put them over his shoulders and fucked me into oblivion.
I shed tears but they weren’t tears of pain or sorrow, they were tears of joy because no one had ever come close to making me feel the way Coleton made me feel.
He whispered, “You satisfy the hell out of me,” and that made me love him even more.

I lay in his arms and he stroked my hair and held me like I was a porcelain doll. He knew how to make me feel so special. He talked about how proud he was of me and couldn’t understand what a woman like me would want with him.
I am Lola De Carlo. By day, I am Judge for the Six District Court in Clarington, New York. I have been a Judge for two years and at age 28; I am the youngest to be elected judge, woman or man.
Prior to this, I was a criminal defense attorney with my own practice. That’s why, when I first met Coleton, I knew there was a darker side to him, but somehow, I couldn’t help myself. I fell in love with him instantly and I knew there was no turning

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