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Date Posted: 09:54:39 06/29/02 Sat
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Prissy
's message, "Re: Hot new story- My Dip (make sure to bump this!)" on 17:54:00 06/28/02 Fri
Title: My Dip
Author: Chocolate Delight
Rating: R but will later change to NC-17
Author’s Notes: Thanx for the reviews Here’s Part 7
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Natalia and Druex walked into a little quaint Italian restaurant in the Bronx. On the ride from the movies, Druex made Natalia crack up with his witty humor and made her swoon over the way he smiled at her. A waiter sat them down at a table by a window where Natalia could see a man tap dancing for money. Natalia looked over at Druex, and smiled. “Ya know you could’ve took me to McDonalds.”
Druex shook his head. “Unt huh. See you seem like a classy girl so I bought you here. I hope you like Italian food.”
“I love it. My father is a chef and he always cooked me Italian food for dinner.”
Druex sat back and put his cell phone on the table. “Why I ain’t meet yo father when I picked you up earlier?”
“He and my mother are separated. Have been for 2 years now.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it. I don’t. So why do I seem like a classy girl to you?”
“Cuz I mean look how you dress. You be wearing some siz shit every day and yo hair never nappy or fucked up. You look like you got everything together.”
“You do too. When I first saw you I was like ‘damn he fine as hell!’ In Iowa I ain’t never seen no sixteen year old boy wearing Roca-A-Wear. Usually all they wear is a shirt and jeans”
“Well ya know I gots to come correct looking fresh and shit like that. Let my ass come in their with some durty shit on. Do you know how much stock I’ll lose?” Druex said as Natalia laughed. “but now since I met you I now realize none of them chickenheads can compare to you.”
Natalia started grinning like a crook before turning serious again. “Come on boy quit playing,” she told him once waiter reached their table.
*~*
Rita unlocked her basement door and let Mario in. Her parents were upstairs asleep and she called Mario and told him to come over becuz she wanted to spend some quality time with him. Ok y’all want me to translate this for y’all? She wanted to see if she could fuck him once and for all. “Hey baby,” Rita greeted as Mario kissed her on the cheek.
“Hey gurl. So what’s up?”
“Nothin I just wanted to spend some time with you. Do you want to watch The Wash?”
Mario sat down on the couch that sat in the middle of the basement and signaled for Rita to come sit on his lap. Rita obliged and Mario started kissing her neck. “Gurl you smell so good. What kind of lotion is this?”
“Peachberry. I just bought it today from Bath&Body Works.”
Rita turned her head around to kiss Mario on the mouth. Their kiss turned passionate and before Rita knew it, her and Mario’s shirts and pants were on the floor and Mario was grabbing a condom from his wallet. You would’ve thought Rita was spacing out if ya would’ve seen her but when Mario pulled his dick out, her eyes bulged out. Rita pushed Mario off of her and ran to the bathroom and puked.
“Baby what’s wrong?”
Rita flushed the toilet and looked up at Mario with tear filled eyes. “I’m sorry boo. I really am.”
Mario sat next to her on the floor and pulled her close. “Is it me?”
“No! It never was you. I’ve been trying to hide this from you for so long but it’s just eating me up inside. I have to tell you why I am so afraid to have sex with you. When I was six, my Uncle Remus from my mother’s side molested me. He told me not to tell anybody becuz they wouldn’t believe me anyway. So I didn’t tell. But then at age thirteen, I got pregnant. My parents were pissed at me and when I told them what happened, guess what? They didn’t believe me. So when my uncle found out, he pushed me down a flight of steps and I miscarried.” By know Rita was crying really loudly and Mario continued to hug her tightly. He couldn’t believe that Rita never did tell him this. If she would’ve told him, maybe he would’ve been more patient with her about the sex issue.
“Why ain’t you never tell me?”
“Becuz I thought that you would think I was a ho and you, like my parents, wouldn’t believe me.”
“Girl how would you know if you never tried? I love you with all my heart and nothing can ever make that change aiight?” Rita nodded. “Do you want me to leave?”
Rita shook her head. “Can you just stay here and hold me for a while?”
Mario nodded his head before picking Rita up and carrying her to the couch where he held her until she fell fast asleep.
*~*
Kamesha and Romeo walked into Burger King around 8:15. Romeo picked Kamesha up and when he saw her in some tight black jeans and a black tank top, he knew this girl was for him. “So Pamala tells me you play basketball. What position you play?”
“Small forward.”
Romeo nodded his head in approval. Not only was Kamesha fine, smart, and funny, she was athletic too. Romeo liked girls like that because that meant they could do more enduring activities and not bitch or complain. “So what you want?”
“I can buy my own food.”
“Naw I asked you out so I’m gon pay. So again what you want?”
“Nimber one no mayo with a pepsi. I’ll go find us a seat.”
Ten minutes after Kamesha sat down at a table in the middle of the restaurant, Jerome walked over to their table with their food and drinks. “So this is a very cheap date,” Kamesha said with a smile.
Jerome returned her smile before biting into his rodeo burger. “Hey it ain’t like it’s a real date shawty. Cuz trust me if it was, we would be goin somewhere much nicer,” he said.
“So I never knew you was Druex’s cousin.”
“Yeah. I don’t really visit Brooklyn that much but maybe now I will.”
“Why?”
Okay I’ll let y’all know something. When it comes to flirting with boys, Kamesha doesn’t know a damn thing! But don’t be too hard on her. She concentrates so much on sports and school so she can get a college scholarship and because of that she hasn’t had the time to have a real date. Or a real boyfriend for that matter. So she was really nervous about being alone with Jerome. Afraid that she was gon say some dumb shit and turn Jerome off.
“Becuz I know this girl that lives in Brooklyn that I would like to get to know better.”
Kamesha smirked before asking, “Who?”
“You.”
‘God,’ Kamesha thought to herself, ‘he really is making this resistance thing hard.’ Kamesha shook the thought of hooking up with Jerome out her head as she grabbed her bag of food. “Come on. I should be goin home now.”
*~*
Omari stumbled into his crib around eleven and almost tripped when he opened his bedroom door. Yeah you guessed it. He was drunk. After Pamala threw him out, he went over to Jarell’s place and the two stupid and lonely niggas got gon’. After Omari stripped to his boxers, he sighed as he picked up the picture of Pamala.
“I know you still love me. I know you do. I just hurt you really badly and now you won’t admit how you really feel. But I promise you girl, I’ll get you back and I’ll make everything right.” Omari put the picture back on his nightstand and went to sleep dreaming about his future. Translation? Pamala.
*~*
There’s Part 7. Thanx for the hott reviews. I’m glad y’all feelin’ this story. So read and review and the next part will be up in a while. Oh and don’t worry. The NC-17 parts will be in here. Towards the end though.
Chocolate Delight
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