Marcus and I were neighbors at Amli Memorial Heights. We were good friends who hung out on random nights watching t.v. and silly movies.  He was a goof ball and for that I adored him.  He loved shoes, Puma sneakers, more than I like my K-Swiss. A favorite memory of mine, of him, is one night we were going out. I was leaving his apartment to go home to get ready and said, ” my door’s unlocked just come over when you’re ready.”  I went home and got in the shower.  As I came out of the bathroom I saw Marcus bare naked on my bed with face down, ass up. 

Jess: “Marcus! What are you doing?”

Marcus: “I’m ready!”

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After I recovered from laughing, “Marcus, put your clothes on.”

Marcus: “I’m just messin.”

Jess: “You’re like my brother.”

Marcus: “Your really hot brother.”

Jess: “From another Mother.”