Subject:  Re: Down Ass Chick Chapter 4(Bump my ish!) |
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Date Posted: 10:24:54 07/12/02 Fri
In reply to:
Rickey
's message, "Re: Down Ass Chick Chapter 3(Bump my ish!)" on 20:47:17 07/11/02 Thu
Title: Down Ass Chick
Author: ChocolateDelight
Rating: R but will change to NC-17 for one chapter
Author's Notes: Thanx for the reviews. Here's chapter 4.
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Chapter 4
Omari, Fizz, Jerome, Marissa, and La’ Keisha walked into Nordstrom’s. Omari smiled when he saw La’ Keisha’ eyes sparkle with excitement. See living on the Westside has limited the option of stores La’ Keisha could just shop at Fizz and Jerome walked with Marissa to another part of the store while Omari stepped close to La’ Keisha. Just being that close to Omari made La’ Keisha nervous but pleased. “Anything you want is yours,” Omari whispered in her ear.
La’ Keisha turned around slightly. “Anything?” she asked softly.
Omari nodded his head and took a seat next to Fizz and Jerome while Marissa and La’ Keisha ran around the store looking for the perfect outfits that would get Omari and Fizz on major hard. Ya know the one that hits all your curves without making you look like a slut. Ten minutes later, Marissa stepped out the dressing room dressed spaghetti strapped black satin dress. And by the smile on Fizz’s face you could tell that his ass was thinking some dirty ass thoughts. Then La’ Keisha stepped out wearing a denim knee length skirt and a matching blue corset. Sexy but not slutty at the same time.
“Now these outfits are just bootiful,” Jerome said as Fizz laughed.
La’ Keisha rolled her eyes before facing Omari. “So what do you think?” she asked as a salesperson came and cut off the tags off of her and Marissa’s outfits so she could ring it up.
“I think yo ass look sexy as hell. Do you like it?”
La’ Keisha nodded. “Yeah it’s siz.”
“Well y’all go get ya’ll other clothes and then we’ll be ready to go.”
Marissa and La’Keisha went back into their dressing rooms to get their clothes. After she picked her purse up, she stopped from coming out when she heard her name.
“Yo Keisha was looking good.”
“Nigga my girl always look good.”
Hold on! La’ Keisha is Omari’s girl? When did this happen? Shit cuz the last time I checked they didn’t even kiss yet. So what was really going on?
Pretending like she didn’t hear anything, La’ Keisha walked out the dressing room and put her clothes in a shopping bag. Her, Omari, Jerome, Fizz, and Marissa then walked out the mall and climbed in a Hummer truck where Marissa and La’ Keisha saw a pair of black boots and a pair of denim boots. Marissa and La’ Keisha looked at each other and smiled. They were being treated like movie stars and loved every minute of it.
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Twenty minutes later, they finally arrived at the club. They hopped out the Hummer and pushed through the crowd. Some people sucked they teeth like “Who the fuck these fools think they is” but they knew better than to say something directly to the men. Omari put his hands on La’ Keisha’s hips and guided her to a table in the corner. Omari, Fizz, Marissa, and La’ Keisha sat down while Jerome went out on the dance floor to look for some hoes.
“Y’all having fun?” Omari asked as Oops by Tweet came on.
“Yeah. Thanks for the clothes. Y’all really ain’t have to buy us nothing,” Marissa said.
“Nonsense ma, you deserve the best,” Fizz told her as he kissed her hand.
A true Casanova fa real.
People passed by their table and nodded their heads to Fizz and Omari out of respect and as if to say “We see y’all got some more dimes on y’all arms. After a waitress sat drinks down on the table, Making Good Love by Avant came on. Omari looked over at La’ Keisha and grabbed her hands. “Come on girl, lets dance.”
They walked to the dance floor and Omari pulled La’ Keisha close to him as they began to dance slowly. Omari slipped his hand under the corset and rubbed her soft brown skin. La’ Keisha started to sing the song softly and that’s when Omari realized it.
He wanted to make good, sweet love to La’ Keisha all night long. He wanted to let her know that he would protect her and treat her like the queen she was. He wanted to let her know that he cared for her.
After the song ended, La’ Keisha pulled away reluctantly. “You should be getting me and Marissa home now, before my father send out the search squad.”
“I thought your father couldn’t tell you what to do.”
“He can’t. But I really don’t want to be embarrassed in front of you and Fizz again.”
“Aiight. Let me just get Fizz and Jerome then we’ll take y’all home.”
Omari waved Jerome, Fizz, and Marissa over and told them they were leaving. They left the club and when they were in the Hummer, Marissa and La’Keisha began to change into their other clothes. Omari tried not to look at La’ Keisha but you know his ass couldn’t resist. They finally pulled up to La’ Keisha’s house and Marissa hopped out the Hummer with Fizz while La’ Keisha turned to face Omari. “I had a wonderful time O.”
“I’m glad you did. Maybe we can do this again.”
“Maybe. We’ll just have to see.”
La’ Keisha reached for the door handle but Omari grabbed her hand softly. “I just wanted to let you know that I think you are different from all these hoes that want me. You are truly beautiful. In and out.”
Then out of nowhere Omari kissed her. The kiss was slow and sensuous as their tongues touched. It only lasted a minute but it felt like it lasted for an eternity. And it was about damn time this happened. Both of them were floating on cloud nine.
But then the sound of the door opening brought them back down to the harsh reality.
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Bump my ish ya heard?
Holla!
ChcolateDelight
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