Author Description

HIMAHOLIC: Someone who is addicted to a man in every way. Well, if that’s the definition, then I am the epitome of a HIMAHOLIC. Hi. My name is Jamilian, but everyone calls me Juicyee. I am 22 and fine as hell. Yes, I am bragging about myself because I’m arrogant like that, but this is not about me. This story is about how I fell head over heels and became addicted to this 25-year-old, super sexy, caramel Adonis named Abram. I was so addicted to this man; I still get intoxicated just thinking about him. He was my listening ear when I needed one, and he never judged me about anything I said or did, and believe me, I can act a whole fool when I get mad, but this man knew how to calm me all the way down. He made me laugh when I wanted to cry, and he kept me level-headed and focused. Oh, and he was so smart, I hung on to his every word, and when I had a problem, he was the first person I called because he gave great advice. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, he sounds like the total package doesn’t he? Well, to me, he was, but there was one major problem… he was in a situationship. He had been dealing with this other chick for a while, and they had this crazy on again off again thing going on. To be honest, I was also in a situationship, but again, we’re not talking about me. Damn, maybe I shouldn’t have told you that because now I feel like you’re judging me, please don’t. I know what I am telling you sounds complicated, and it may sound imperfect to you, but my man, and what we had together was perfect in my eyes, and that’s all that mattered. So, grab your bottle of Patron, roll up a few blunts, and let my girl; Ms. Seduction, tell my story the way it should be told… raw and uncut. She will vividly tell you how I became stuck between a rock and a hard place, and how my journey crossed boundaries and people every step of the way… with no remorse. In the end, one question was answered: Was Abram my true addiction, or did a Himahol