That Pretty Round Thing Looks Good To Me

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Zecharian's P.O.V


As I approach Jay's place some commotion was going on. Some woman was arguing with Jay, and was being highly disrespectful.


"Don't talk that uppity white talk to me bitch!" the woman went to lunge, but I grabbed her and held her back.


"I think it would be best if you do what the lady says. Wouldn't want the cops called would you?" I threatened.


"And he's white too? What's wrong with the brothas? They not good nough' for you? Huh? You going to the man who used to beat and rape us? You's one dumb broad I tell you. One dumb broad. Your momma would be proud."


I saw the attitude change in Jay. The woman just struck a nerve. And I never would think a woman would look so god damn sexy when she's mad besides the obscene things coming out of her mouth. Her mouth was moving, but no words were coming out, as I slowly started to zone in on her lips.


"Now you listen here you old dried up, cactus pussy having ass cunt! Don't you ever, ever bring my mother into this shit. She is better and will always be more of a woman then you. Always in someone else's business, and talking about someone when you cannot throw rocks in a glass house. Don't you ever bring your ass back here again! You are not welcome! BITCH!" she shouted and barged past the woman.


"Oh I could just..Oh-" she continued on ranting.


"You know you're really sexy when you're mad?"


She stopped mumbling and looked at me with a raised eyebrow momentarily forgetting what just happened a few seconds ago.


"Can it pasty pudding cup! Take me away from this place. I need a drink, and a strong one. And sorry you had to witness that, and that side of me. That was very unprofessional, and un-ladylike."


"Shit don't apologize, you were only sticking up for yourself. Could of had better word choice, but who really thinks clearly enough for that when their mad?"


She shrugged and nodded he head in agreement. I held the door open for her, watching her ass as she strutted out.


"After you my lady"


"Why thank you kind sir." she replied with a giggle.


I led her towards my car, opened the door for her, and we drove off heading to this lovely restaurant. She kept asking me where we were going, but I wouldn't tell her where, but I have a slight feeling things are going to escalate very quickly.


As we pulled up to this creole soul food restaurant, I finally got a chance to check her out, and not just her assets. Her normally kinky, curly hair was pulled up into a very sensual updo, curls cascading down her neck. She barely had any make up on, which was a plus because she definitly didn't need it with the way her natural beauty radiated.


"What are you looking at?" she mumbled, looking elsewhere, but my eyes.


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