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Date Posted: 18:13:13 08/11/02 Sun
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's message, "Can I Touch You?" on 11:33:55 07/24/02 Wed
Here's chapter 8.
“Can I Touch You?”
Chapter 9
By: KandiJams
It was pouring raining outside, canceling Omari’s plans of taking Simone out to the Santa Monica boardwalk for the night carnival. He was in the kitchen putting up some extra selves when his doorbell rang. Omari went to open the door and standing on the other side was Simone in a clear raincoat and umbrella.
Simone: I hope you don’t mind me coming over. I was lonely at home.
Omari: Naw… I was just thinkin’ about you. Come in and I’ll get you something to eat.
Simone walked in and hung her umbrella and raincoat in the hall closet. She then took off her shoes and proceeded to walk into the living room. She looked so innocent in her light pink velour sweat suit and socks with rabbits on them. Her hair was tied up in a pink and white scarf. When she sat on the couch Omari was standing before her wearing a pair of black jeans and a black tee-shirt that had a picture of Michael Jackson doing the moonwalk on it.
Omari: Pizza, Chinese, Italian?
Simone: I’m not hungry.
Omari: Wanna watch some movies?
Simone: No.
Omari: Tv?
Simone: (shaking her head) Um hum.
Omari: Playstation 2?
Simone: Nope.
Omari: (sitting next to her) So what’s on your mind?
Simone: (looking into his eyes and then kissing his lips) You.
When Simone pulled away she had a glaze in her eyes. She unzipped her sweater-type hoodie, revealing her sheer camisole. Omari leaned in and kiss her passionately. Simone helped him take off his shirt and Omari went for her pants when she stopped him.
Omari: (looking concerned) What’s wrong?
Simone: I wanna go outside.
Omari: (grinning from ear to ear) In the rain?
Simone: (running her hand across his chest) Yeah.
They got up off the couch and Omari led her outside to his backyard. Simone lay back on a lawn chair as Omari removed her clothes. He took his time revealing the body he had come to know too well from his dreams. But this wasn’t a dream…it was real. Simone helped him removed the rest of his clothes and the cool rain showered their bodies as they began to give each other their all. As their bodies became one the atmosphere around them seemed to disappear. When they were both reaching the edge Omari kissed Simone intensely and looked deeply in her eyes.
Omari: (whispering in her ear) I love you.
A tear ran down Simone’s eye blending with the ongoing rain. She closed her eyes and screamed Omari’s name as they both released. Omari carried her up to his bedroom and they lay on his bed exhausted and damp until they fell asleep.
The next morning Omari woke up to fine Simone gone like in his dreams. He looked around and saw a flashing red light on his answering machine. He pressed the button to hear Simone soft voice echo through the speaker.
Simone: O, this is Monie. Well, what can I say? Last night was amazing in everyway. As much as I wanted us to wake up in each other’s arms, I couldn’t stay. I’ve gotta class to teach this morning and I’m on my way. I thought about waking you up but you looked some handsome lying there with your eyes closed……(she sighed) I guess I’ll see you later and I love you too.
She blew a kiss and that was the end of the message. Omari smiled to himself as he listened to the message over a couple of times. The way he was feeling at the moment was indescribable. He hopped in the shower, got dressed, and started watching TV. He was in the middle of watching an old basketball game when the doorbell rang. He opened it to find Druex on the other side.
Druex: Whaddup O.
Omari: (doing the handshake) Whaddup Fizz.
Druex: (looking over his face) You sick son?
Omari: No. Why you ask?
Druex: You look like something’s different.
Omari: You comin’ in?
Druex: Yeah but not for long.
They went into the living room and sat on the couch.
Druex: (looking at the TV) Philly vs. New York?
Omari: Yeah. You know Allen Iverson is blowing us out.
Druex: What’s score?
Omari: 56 to 40 and it’s half time.
Druex: Damn. So how’s status?
Omari: Huh?
Druex: I know I haven’t asked you in a while but it hasn’t been that long.
Omari: (finally realizing what he was saying) There is no status.
Druex: You playing right? What happened to Kayla on Monday, Terry on Tuesday, Brandy on Wednesday and so on…?
Omari: It ain’t like that any more man.
Druex: What do you mean? Are you on Fall break or something? Please tell me you’re at least hitting Terry.
Omari: Naw. I haven’t spoken to her since like two months ago.
Druex: Man what’s gotten in to you?
Omari: I’m thinking about giving it all up.
Druex: (jumping off the couch) For what man!? We’re supposed to be playas for life.
Omari: For love. I think I’m in love.
Druex: You think. Think is the operative word there. And who is it with anyway?
Omari: Simone.
Druex: (thinking) Simone…Simone…Simone (finally coming to him) You’re talking about Lil’ J’s art teacher?
Omari: Yeah.
Druex: She was fine and all but damn…Did you hit that?
Omari: I didn’t “hit” anything. I made love to her last night.
Druex: (pacing around) Made love!? Nigga you bananas! Since when have we ever called it that?
Omari: I told you man. I’m in love with her.
Druex: No, what it is, is you had some good pus’ and it clouding your thoughts. Don’t worry about it man, it happens to the best of us. By tomorrow you should be back to normal.
Omari: Fizz, it’s not like that I lo—
Druex: (cutting him off) Shh! You’re delusional. Tomorrow it’ll be fine. I promise.
Druex walked out the living room shaking his head. He left Omari sitting on the couch in sort of a daze. The TV was practically blasting in front of him but he was paying it no mind. Thousands of thoughts were swirling through his head. Was Druex right? Was he delusional? Was he really in love? And was he ready to give up his player card?
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