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Kenny Jackson - Tuesday, February 4th
It has been almost three weeks since my trip to France, I had quite a lot of work to do. After my session with Catherine, the explanation of what happened in my visions, the dream almost stopped and I slept very well. But on the other hand, I am exhausted, very tired.
I found myself stopping from having sex with random strangers, let me explain.
Since last week, I am sick but sick at a point I actually feel like dying in the morning . I don't know if it's the I don't know if it's food poisoning or something else, but I have been vomiting my literal intestines. I'm genuinely scared, but not scared enough cuz' Frida has been telling me to see go a doctor, but with all the work the only day available I have is at least in two weeks.
And not only that but there is also the smell of certain food . Coffee and meat for example, I can't stand their smell. I never was a huge fan of coffee but meat, I fucking love meat especially pork.
I am proud of my French roots and my grandparents happened to leave in a small village in France where the best sausages where done.
So imagine my distress right now, I can't eat my fucking sausage....
And at the same time, I crave food. There are meals that I used to eat in Ivory Coast and some other that I'd rather not but now, I want to eat them. Dishes like, garba, placali and foutou, that I don't particulary like. Finding them here is quite complicated since I have to find restaurants that server African food. But, due to the excess of work I have to deal with, i won't be able to eat my garba for at least a week or two. Damnit....
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I am at work to see some friends who came to help me on the teaching program for children and teenagers. I love kids and I love photography, so it's only natural for me to combine the two. Also, I'm not bad at teaching therefore it helps. I wished I had some nephews and nieces but my siblings and myself I not the most fitted humans to become parents, and I think of myself as someone who won't have children.
"M. Jackson, there is someone for you in your office." My secretary announces me.
"Can you tell them to wait ten minutes, I'm a little busy." She seems uneasy about response, I sigh,"Alright, I'm coming."
I leave the kids and goes to my office. I know why Yasmine did that kind of face, it's usually when a dick who thinks they have all the power in the world put pressure on her, but I'm not scared of them.
The moment I open the door, he gets up and I start talking.
"Well mister, it is rude to interru... M. Aldini." I stop mumbling when I see a beautiful smile across hid face. It's makes my heart squeeze and my stomach turn. Oh, fuck why do I feel like my legs are about to give out... And damn I somehow want to run into his arms... WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!!!
"I'm sorry for intruding and interrupting your work like that but, I wanted to ask you if you were free to come with me tonight, I would like to spend more time with you." He says with a bright smile, my brain stops working and the only thing I can do is admire the man's beauty,"M.Jackson?" oh, look at thise just lips of his I wanna take a bite if 'em...
"Oh, well I'm busy right now but later tonight maybe-"
"M. Jackson you have an interview that you already postponed, we cannot change the date again." I hear Yasmine speaking behind me. Yes of course I have to be busy today.
"Hum, what about tomorrow then. I will make sure to be free the entire day." I say and turn around to look at Yasmine who complied.
"Great, I will see you tomorrow then." He extendes his hand, when our hand make contact I feel a rush of electricity going through me.
I nod and he leaves.
You know what just for the sake of my sanity I will let him fuck me last time to get him the hell out of my system, because this dude did a fucking dirty trick on me.
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I spend the rest of my day daydreaming about a certain man, a blond man with intriguing blue eyes, a smile that my stomach can't obviously take, a stunning body from the blurry memories I have of our heated night and a fucking deep voice that sends chills down my spine.
The dude made me mess up so much thing, Frida actually had to hit with a chair, this woman is so violent, to help me to get my thoughts clear in my head and honestly less pg 13, cause I think I gotta get laid or I might just come thinking about him.
Anyway, the next morning after you know extracting every possible rest of food out of my body, I get prepared and let me tell you that I think I'm possibly possessed. When I got out of the shower, i take all of my clothes and I put them on my bed. Then, I take my phone and I dial Tyler's number.
"Hey man, how are you doing?" I ask him.
"Hum... What's up?" He murmurs on the phone, yeah I forgot to tell you that I woke up at six am.
"I need advices on what to wear on a date." I wait for him to respond but he doesn't, "Hello?"
"Fuck you, Kenny..." he hangs up.
"What did I do?"
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I got out of my apartment around nine o'clock, it was still frisky outside so I take my big classy coat with me. I had to look clean for whatever the man had planned.
Anyway, he told me he would send a car to my place. Remember his palace in France, there was no way I would refuse a ride from him. So I sent him my location a few minutes prior and he got here pretty fast.
On the streets, I look for him when I see a... He gets out of it and opens my door for me.
"Good morning, M. Jackson. Hope you had sweet dreams." He smiles to me with that charming face of his and urrrrrg, he knows what he is doing to me. The asshole winked. Oh and I definitely had sweet dreams of him...
"Hello, M. Alidini. Thank you." I enter the car and I put my belt on,"Where are we going?"
"Ohhh, you'll see." He smirks.