Page 6 of Pills and Potions: Snoh
Once I walked inside Easton’s grocery store, I headed for the deli section and grabbed a Core water off the shelf. I twisted it open and damn near downed the whole bottle. I was bothered by her presence and so many sexual thoughts ran through a nigga’s head like a freight train. Keeping my hands and other fuckin’ body parts to myself… yeah, that shit was getting harder and harder to do by the day.
“Snoh? Snoh, is that you?”
An unfamiliar voice was calling out to me, and I was uninterested. However, I needed a distraction from London. I lowkey felt like I was starting to go crazy the way she made me behave.
Turning around, I looked into the face of someone I hadn’t seen in a long time. Adrisdia was an old friend I went to school with. We grew up in The Shores together. Her grandfather was a damn Golden Shore legend. So many stories floated around about that nigga we legit thought he was some kind of wizard or something growing up. He had us fooled as kids for real.
Her style was different from other girls, and I was lowkey a weirdo back then, too. She embraced her Gothic side and never looked back. She rocked the hell out her locs, too. She never gave a fuck about what people thought about her back then, so I just knew she maintained that persona.
“Dris? What the hell you doing round these parts?” I opened my arms requesting a hug and she gave me a quick one. I never felt anything for her physically. The connection had always been platonic.
“I work at Cuban Whiskey. I was just grabbing something to snack on before I started my shift. I been seeing you do your thing. Ink Impressions, huh? You always said you wanted to help others get their talent out there. Congrats.”
“’Preciate it. I’m doing what I can. How you been? How’s Old Man Nelson? He still kicking?” I knew how she felt about her grandfather. He was her everything.
“I’m good as always and my grandfather ain’t going nowhere. He’s still… fixing problems,” she said trying to find the right words to describe him.
“Shit, all the rumors that went around back then. I could use one of his potions right about now,” I jested.
“Then go see him. He’s in the same spot. Behind the Blue Store in the alley, but I’m curious. What’s going so wrong in your life that my grandfather is needed?”
“I was being sarcastic but shit, you making me feel like he really got a potion for me.”
“He might. Again, what’s going wrong in your perfect little world, Snoh?”
I was never a ladies’ man. There were just women that wanted me, and the energy was never returned. I didn’t fuck off the way everybody thought I did and I damn sure didn’t play with they feelings just to bed them. I was about my business and focused. London was my only distraction from it all.
“There’s this girl I been after for years and for some reason she won’t look my way.”
“Snoh, you know you can’t make someone like you in return. Maybe she just isn’t interested. Have you ever thought that thosegood looks might not be good enough?” she voiced with a sly smirk.
I chuckled and nodded. The thing was, I had thought about that but today was different. It was like she was finally giving into a nigga but holding back at the same time. I was only wanting a lil’ push over the hump. The chase was becoming draining.
“We both know that’s not the case. It got to be something else.”
“Go to my grandfather and tell him exactly what you told me. He should have something in the cut for you. It sounds like you just need something simple,” she suggested.
“You keep saying that. So what? The rumors were true? Old Man Nelson really is some kind of Harry Potter ass nigga?”
“Hoodoo ass niggais the correct term. His pills and potions will make Harry’s four eyed ass look like a fuckin’ amateur. Nah, but for real. Go and tell him I sent you. He’s up in age but he should remember you. I mean, you were my only real friend back then.”
“Nah, I was the only one that bought you food when I did myself, so you clung to me like a shadow. I was used back then.” She hit me in the arm and laughed it off.
“I did not use you. I just figured if you were paying why stop you,” she threw back. “Look, I got to go but visit The Shores and get right. I’ll see you when I see you.” It was never abyewith her. She didn’t want it to feel like a last time.
I paid for my water and headed back to the car. Old Man Nelson would get a visit from me sooner than later.
4
LYRIC
It took everything in me not to deep throat that nigga when I pulled his covers back. All day yesterday, I was stuck on that moment. I could barely form a complete thought without drifting to the veins that outlined his shaft, the length, or the thickness of it. London had no idea how good she had it. If he was that comfortable around her on a daily, I could only imagine what else would happen this week.
Stepping out the shower, I wrapped my towel around my body and exited the bathroom. Having access to that man the way I did was the best part of my day. I could touch him whenever the hell I wanted and there wasn’t a soul that could stop me. I enjoyed that the most. Running my finger through his beard just to get a piece of lent that was never present had me in a frenzy. He was exactly what I thought he would be up close and personal.
He noticed my perfume change but that was all he could pinpoint. It was nothing for a woman to change her fragrance so that slight difference between my sister and I wasn’t anything to get hung up on. However, me calling him Snoh and notMr. Harris should’ve been a dead giveaway. His obsession with London made him overlook the simplest things.
I grabbed my moisturizer and coated my body in it. The sweet vanilla was a bit overpowering but still soft. London preferred smelling light and fruity, but I was a grown ass woman and went with potent, yet gentle and sexy. He noticed and I refused to change it. It turned his head in the way I wanted.
