Tired of the lies and laughter, I decided to forsake modern medicine and turn my sights to the only avenue that could help me…the streets. I made a deal with a femme. A real doll face. She was an acquaintance who I just met. Thick thighs, flowing ebony locks, and a smile to die for. We talked the talk and in under 5 minutes reached a conclusion. The package would take one week to ship. That’s 7 days of uncertainty, 172 hours of suspense. Here’s hoping I make it.