You welcome Boo<3 Its a female hair that I enabled for males thru master controller… =]
click master controller>settings>cas>category changes>unlock hair for all genders> click to make it true
YaY!!Now your males should be able to have puffs. =D
Original Hair from here
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Luckily, Kasim had the foresight to pick the Concrete Room, a bustling, lively restaurant with a bar and pool tables. Not only was it budget-friendly, but it also wasn’t the type of establishment conducive to deep, intimate conversation. Considering what had happened earlier, limiting how much he and Devin talked was probably for the best.
Surprisingly, dinner turned out to be a pleasurable affair. During the drive to the restaurant, neither had developed the best opinion of the other. However, when once they got over their nervousness and loosened up, they learned they had a lot in common. To Kasim, Devin was like one of the boys with the added benefit of looking nothing like a boy. She seemed like the type that would cook his dinner in thong panties, watch the game with him and then fuck his brains out at halftime.
The more he grew to like her, the more he turned on the charm; showering her with compliments, and flashing his megawatt smile to make his dimples pop. Devin knew exactly what he was doing, and when she got up to go to the restroom she leaned over and whispered in his ear.
Devin: You’re much more likely to get what you want if you drop the Don Juan act and just be yourself.
She walked off, leaving him at the table confused and anxious for her return. When she came back, he was questioning her before she had a chance to fully sit down.
Kasim: What did you mean by that shit you said before you went to the bathroom?
She purposely made him wait for the answer. Smiling demurely, she took her time getting settled in her seat, and then took a long sip of her drink before looking him squarely in the eye.
Devin: I came out tonight to get to know Kasim - not Casanova or Don Juan. You need to get rid of them, so I can hang out with you.
He studied her face for a minute and then laughed. She was definitely a piece of work.
Kasim: You think I’m acting like Don Juan?
He leaned back in his chair with a big smile.
Kasim: And what did you mean when you said something about me getting what I want? What is it you think I want?
Instead of responding, she gazed at him from behind her drink.
Her silence spoke volumes, making him laugh again.
Kasim: A’ight. I guess I’ll stop acting like Don Juan then. You want to play some pool?
Devin: Sure. Why not?
Kasim racked the balls, then proceeded to knock practically all his balls in on his first try.
Devin missed her first shot by a mile.
Devin: I don’t know why I agreed to play. I suck at this game.
Kasim: It’s all about angles and english, baby.
Devin: Angles and english? I don’t even what you’re talking about. You asked me to play so you could show off?
They both laughed.
Kasim: Not really. Maybe a little. C’mere, let me show you something…
Devin: What are you doing?
Kasim: I’m not doing anything. I’m showing you the right way to shoot.
Kasim: Get your mind out the gutter and just pay attention to what I’m showing you.
She tried to concentrate but it was hard not to get distracted with him so close. The scent of his cologne mixed with the coconut oil in his hair was making her head spin and intensifying the buzz from her drinks. They spent the next three hours talking, laughing, drinking and frequently pressing their bodies together as Kasim taught her all about angles and english.
When they left the restaurant, neither was ready for the night to end. While they walked back to the truck, he stopped and touched her arm to get her to face him.
Kasim: You’re ready to go home?
Kasim: Good. Me either. C’mon.
Grabbing her hand, he led her to his truck.
Devin: Where are we going? I’m not going to your house or to any hotels or nothing like that. So don’t even try it.
Kasim opened the door to let her in and then closed it behind her with a smile.
Kasim: I wasn’t even thinking about that. We’re going somewhere nice, where we can just chill and talk. OK?
Go Devin!! #TEAMKASIMDEVIN LOL
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Kasim: Before we go anywhere, there’s just one thing I need to know.
Devin: What’s that?
Kasim: You’re not married, are you?
Confused by the question, Devin looked over at him.
Devin: Uhhh no. Why would I be going on dates if I was married?
Kasim: You’d be surprised at some of the shit y’all chicks do. Ok, so you’re not married. Do you have a boyfriend? A fiancé? Significant anybody? I’m just asking because I don’t want to have to be jumping out of windows, and sneaking out of backyards and shit. Most of all, I don’t want to have to fuck your man up.
Devin: You date the type of women that have you jumping out of windows?
Kasim: Not on purpose. I usually find out when it’s too late.
Devin: I promise I won’t have you jumping out of any windows. I’m not seeing anyone exclusively and I haven’t seen my children’s father in years.
Kasim: Oh, you got kids?
Devin: Yeah, three. Two boys and a girl.
Devin: Yes. THREE. Is that a problem? You’re saying it like it’s disease or something? You know what? You can pull over and let me out right now, because if you have a problem with me having children, this is definitely NOT going to work.
Kasim: Damn, calm down, baby. It’s cool. I’m sorry. You just caught me off guard. You look so young. I didn’t expect you to have that many kids. How old are they?
Still offended, Devin sat with her fingers tightly clasped in her lap. She responded without looking at him.
Devin: Seven, six and three.
Kasim: Oh ok. You had them back to back, huh?
With all those hips, tits and ass, he should have known she’d be fertile as hell. He’d have to be careful there were no condom slip ups with this baby making machine. The thought of how much child support some poor sucker was paying her was making him nauseous. Kasim looked over at Devin warily.
Kasim: They all from the same dude?
Devin: All my children have the same father. And if they didn’t, so what?
Kasim: Yo, why you getting so mad? I was just asking a question. You said you wanted to talk, so we could get to know each other better, right?
Devin: Yeah well, I feel like you’re judging me-
Kasim: I’m not judging you.
He was definitely judging her.
Devin: What about you? How many kids do you have?
Kasim: I don’t have any kids.
Devin looked at him suspiciously.
Kasim: Why are you looking at me like that?
Devin: Because it’s hard for me to believe someone like you doesn’t have kids.
Kasim: Someone like me? What’s that supposed to mean?
Devin: You just seem like the type that would have kids all over the place.
Kasim: Wow. Now I’m insulted.
Devin: Don’t be.
Kasim: I’m careful about what I do. Alright?
Devin: Alright. There’s nothing wrong with being sexually responsible. Do you ever want kids?
He hesitated as his thoughts immediately drifted to Angel.
Kasim: Yeah, I guess. One day… When the time is right.
For the rest of the drive, he steered the conversation to less touchy and depressing subjects, because so far, their date didn’t seem to be getting off to the best start.
Lol I guess Kasim learned enough lessons to start giving out a disclaimer before he get with someone LMAO …Devin working her way to my favorites list =P
Thanks Honey!!!<3 I actually live three hours away in Albany =[
While letting a pot of goopy carbonara simmer, Kasim checked his phone for missed calls and noticed that Dylan had called yet again. He snickered and shook his head as he pressed the screen to check his voicemail.
Kasim: This chick is relentless.
Voicemail: Kasim, this is Dylan - again. I see you’re still on that dumb shit, not answering your phone, but this is important. It’s about Chris-
He smirked and pressed the screen to delete the message. Even though Kasim and Chris weren’t speaking, they were still family. If anything serious was going on with Chris, Kasim would have heard about it from his mother, sisters, aunt, uncle or any one of his other family members. There was nothing of any importance that Dylan could tell him about Chris. Kasim knew this was just another one of her tactics to get him to talk to her. He did plan on calling Dylan eventually, but he was going to do it when he was ready. Yes, she fucked up and he was pissed at her for telling Chris, but now that she and Chris weren’t together, there was nothing to feel guilty about anymore. What was the sense in wasting a perfectly good piece of willing ass. However, Dylan’s ass would have to wait for now, because Kasim had his sights set on something else.
Kasim: Wassup, sexy? You busy?
Devin: No. How you doing? It took you long enough to call me. If you had sent me one more text I wasn’t going to respond to you anymore.
Kasim: Awww damn. I guess my timing was perfect then. What you doing?
Devin: Walking home and freezing in this awful weather.
Kasim: Yeah, it was kinda chilly today. I guess summer’s officially over. Anyway, when we gonna hang out?
Devin: I don’t know. When do you want to hang out?
Devin: Tonight? It would have been nice if you had let me know in advance. And besides that, it’s raining.
Kasim: You gotta live a little, baby. Be spontaneous. It’s not suppose to rain all night. You got other plans?
Kasim: A’ight then. So come hang out with me. What you feel like doing? You wanna see a movie or something?
As much as Kasim hated tricking money on dates, after the fiasco with Sade, he wasn’t going to make the same mistake with Devin.
Devin: No, not really. I’d rather go someplace where we can talk and get to know each other.
He rolled his eyes and said “blah blah blah” under his breath. What was it with females and their constant need to talk a brotha’s ear off?
Devin: Why don’t we go to dinner? That way we can talk.
Kasim: Yea, aight.
Kasim tried to keep the enthusiasm in his voice.
Kasim: We can go get something to eat. I’ll be by to pick you up around 7.
After talking to Devin, he called Saire.
Kasim: Ain’t nothing. What you doing?
Kasim: What you doin’ tomorrow night?
Saire: Nothing. Why?
Kasim: You feel like going to the club?
Saire: Aight, I’m down. Hold on a minute, man… You in the way! MOVE! I can’t see the tv!
Meeka: Nigga, I’m bringing you the food YOU asked for! You need to get off that phone. I ain’t come over here to watch yo ass play video games and talk on the phone all night. And when you gon’ pass that muthafuckin’ blunt?!
Kasim: Who is that yelling at you? Meeka?
Saire: Who else?
Meeka: That’s Kasim? Did he find his girlfriend yet? Tell him my friend want to meet him.
Saire: Meeka said she got a friend for you.
Kasim: Nah, I’m good. Tell Meeka I don’t want none of her crazy ass, tire slashing, car keying friends.
Saire: Meeka, he said he don’t want none of your crazy ass friends.
Meeka: My friends ain’t crazy! He just don’t know how to act.
Saire: You heard that?
Kasim: Yeah, I heard her.
They both laughed.
Saire: I’m ‘bout to eat. I gotta go. I’ll see yo ass tomorrow.
Kasim: Aight. Peace.
I feel bad for Devin already =[