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Date Posted: 20:01:41 07/27/02 Sat
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KandiJams
's message, "Can I Touch You? (Chapter 3)" on 14:09:00 07/27/02 Sat
Here's chapter 4 as promised and I see yawl are realizing what a dog Omari is in the story. Since I won't be back for almost a week I'm gonna give yawl this one sentence that'll clue you in to the rest of the story, "Things Aren't Always the Way They Seem!". Now take that, put it in the back of you mind and read on...
gCan I Touch You?h
Chapter 4
By: KandiJams
Omari showed up at Booker T. Washington school and walked to the kindergarten classroom. He was dressed in some blue jeans, a white tee-shirt that had the words gNo Equalh scribbled across in blue with the symbol (‚), a pair of clear Versace sunglasses, and his hair braided back. He was smelling good and looking good. He was ready to get his mack on but was thrown a little off balance when he saw her.
Her silky jet-black chin-length hair was pinned up with a few strands loose to frame her face. She had on a black polo shirt, some hugging-just-right khaki pants, and a dark green apron with a few paint stains on it. When she looked up at him he froze. For a few seconds he couldnft say anything or hear what she was saying.
Simone: (looking concerned) Are you ok?
Omari: Yeahc(relaxing a bit) Yeah. Ifm fine.
Simone: (cheerfully) So how may I help you today?
Omari wanted to tell her that inviting him between her thighs would do just right but he didnft want to be too straightforward and scare her away. Hefd take his time with her because if his dreams were any indication of reality, shefd be worth the wait.
Omari: Ifm here for Jarell Jr.
Simone: Ok. Let me go get him.
Omari watched her walk out of the door and return a few minutes later with Lilf J and his bookbag.
Lilf J: (running to Omari) Uncle O!
Omari: Hey lilf man. How was your day?
Lilf J: Fine. It was great. We painted tigers, elephants, bears, and gir...girc(turning to Simone) What else Miss Jacobs?
Simone: Giraffes with the long necks.
Lilf J: Yeah. Giraffes!
Omari: That sounds hot. Wait etil you tell your father.
Simone: Youfre Mr. Thortonfs brother?
Omari: No, wefre just really good friends. We call each other brother though. You know how us black foke are.
Simone: (laughing a little) True. I have a few play-cousins.
Omari: (extending his hand) Omari Grandberry.
Simone: (shaking his hand) Simone Jacobs.
They touched for the very first time and for a moment it seemed like neither of them wanted to let go.
Omari: (turning on his charm) Simone, do you like old black exploitation movies?
Simone: I love them.
Omari: I know this may seem a little out of line, seeing as we just met, but would you like to go see a movie at the Old Paramount Theater?
Simone: Are you asking me out on a date Mr. Grandberry?
Omari: Well Ifm going there on Saturday night, I donft have a date, and I donft want to be alone.
Simone: You expect me to believe you wonft be able to find someone to go with by Saturday?
Omari: No, I expect you to believe that I already found the someone I wanna go with.
Simone stepped back and bit. He was good looking, clean cut, and smelled hella good. He had something about him that she just couldnft put her finger on. She did like those kinds of movies and she had been on the lonely side ever since she moved to LA.
Simone: (sighing and giving in) Ok.
Omari: (smiling inevitably) Aiight, let me get your number and Ifll call with the details.
Simone: All right. (getting a pen and paper and writing down her phone number) I guess Ifll see you then.
Omari: Yeah. It was nice meeting you.
Simone: You too.
Omari walked out of Booker T. Washington school with Lilf J at his side. He helped him get into the passenger seat of his car and then they drove towards Jarellfs house.
Lilf J: Uncle O, you taking Miss Douglas to the movies?
Omari: Yeah little man.
Lilf J: Buy her lots of candy and popcorn ecause shefs really nice.
Omari: Is that so?
Lilf J: Yeah, daddy says it too. He says shefs a dime piececwhatever that is.
Omari: (laughing) Your daddy is right about that.
Omari dropped Lilf J off and went home. While he was there he had yet about Simone and now since he had a name for the face it made things even worse.
Nikki: Whofs Simone?
Omari: (eyes closed and still a little dazed) Huh? Babe whyfd you stop?
Nikki: (getting an attitude) Who the fuck is Simone!?
Omari: (opening his eyes and looking down at her) Simone?
Nikki: Yeah. The bitch whofs name you were just moaning a few seconds ago.
Omari: (trying to make a joke out of it) You sure I wasnft saying gNikkih.
Nikki: This shit ainft funny nigga. You donft go around calling me no other bitchfs name. Ifm not taking this shit. Ifm taking my ass home.
Nikki got off her knees and left. Omari fixed himself and went to bed. In yet another dream Simone seemed to kiss away any pain that Nikkifs leaving had brought to him.
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