The Evolution of Nina

 Baby, I would like to know you better
C’mon…
Tell me…when can we get together
To be all alone

Come over to my place
Relax and chill or do what you feel
(Do what you feel, baby)
Come over to my place
Have no fear, what you want is right here… — Davina

As I’ve gotten older, I realize I’m not the type to have somebody laid up in my house…for a long time. 

I love to entertain; I love to have people over. 

But those yawns, and heavy eyelids don’t move me.

Stand up, get your blood going.  Time for you to go.

Same translates over to the first time I let a guy come to my place.

Um…I feel comfortable with him coming to my house FIRST.  But that’s only after we’ve met a few times in neutral places.

It takes me awhile to go over a brother’s house.  I don’t know.  On my territory, I know where all the knives are hidden in case he gets the wrong idea or temporarily loses his mu’fuckin’ mind.

At his house, I’m shit out of luck.

I’ll take my chances at my place.  

But that don’t mean you can stay.  😆

Come over to my place…
Have no fear, what you want is right here…