I think it was just nerves and the fact that when it came down to it who would do the licking and the sticking. I needed to get over this hurdle and fast then I thought what if she doesn't even like girls like that, what if she just wants to be friends....Shit, I'll be mad as hell then. I went and grabbed me a beer out the fridge and noticed by reflection in the mirror. I wasn't a bad looking female, I had small breast but grandma always said a mouth full is enough. I had the perfect ass for most men because they always called it a peach in the past, my skin was the color of a latte' freshly brewed and screwed. My hair wasn't short by anyone's standards but I kept it at a certain length for braiding. When I did get girly I got a lot of compliments and a lot of niggas numbers but what was the use they were all on the down low, had five baby mammas, or just got of prison.
I didn't want to share my life with someone like that, I wanted someone that would appreciate me and me them. It was five minutes till eight and I was sitting around in my bra, boy shorts and ankle socks with a cold beer. I sat back and closed my eyes and took five deep breaths and then I picked up the phone and called Shania "Hello" I swallowed my beer and said "Hello Shania, this Desire" I waited then I heard someone say hold on. I heard fussing in the background, a lot of bitch this and bitch that and I thought to myself oh! Not this shit again. "Hello" now I was scared to speak thinking I done fucked up somewhere "Hello," I better say something before she snap "Um, Hello, and May I please speak to Shania?" I finally got out "This is she, who's calling" I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I exhaled. "This is Desire, I called at a bad time didn't I...?" she laughed and said "No, that was my ex over to get her shit and she can't deal with the possibility of me moving on." I was stunned stupid "Oh, so do I need to call you back?"~ "No, she left already and I would much rather talk to you" I laughed then said "Okay, where do we start?" she sighed and said "You're new to this aren't you?" i gave in and said "Yea, actually I am how did you know?" she chuckled and said "You were just so darn cute when I saw you early in the mall you were actually stumbling over your words like you had no idea how to approach me"
I was upset now "Now wait a damn minute, yes I am new to this shit and true enough I may have stumbled but don't get me wrong I'm no one’s fool," she kind of gasped and said "Well damn I apologize for getting on your bad side" I had to back up and apologize myself "I want to apologize for snapping, all I want to do is take you out for a bite to eat and maybe a movie, what do you say?" she kind of hesitated and then she said "Well, like I was saying I just broke up with my girlfriend so I don't know" I was cool with that and replied "I understand, you stay beautiful Good Nite" and before she could get her words out I hung up. I laid there and watched the Lakers but a whooping on the Celtics and fell asleep.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock and thought to myself "Time to make the bacon." I jumped up and took my shower threw on my Armani suit and my Polo stilettos and was out the door. I hit the automatic start on my 2010 Lexus Truck and headed to the downtown area. I owned my own company in downtown Chicago it wasn't much but it was mine. I had a staff of about 300 people and I loved being the boss. I could come to work in my draws and they couldn't say or do nothing about it. (Not that I would do that). The night guard is supposed to open the doors at 5:30 because I wanted everyone here by 6:30 or seven at the latest work started at eight sharp. I gave you a total of three chances and after that your dead ass and I meant it. No one has crossed me yet and they better not try. I've been running my company since I was 25 and here it is 5 yrs. later and I'm still kicking ass and taking names. "Good Morning, Ms. Long" I threw a hand up and kept shit moving to the elevator bank where I took the elevator up to the sixth floor which was all mine and I got ready for my day.
I started out at a law office as an intern and was smart enough to take what I learned and apply it and open my own little piece of heaven. I looked on my desk and found a case I had to look over for a murder trial gone ballistic. It just so happens that a man coming home from work found his wife in bed with another woman and went ape shit. He killed her and her lover and then he sat around until the children got home. He took them out and then sat there and waited for three days until the neighbors started to smell the stench and call the police. Just plain ass pathetic if you ask me, if it was up to me his ass would be up under the jail feeding off the environment. So I was going to pass this one off to one of my best Sheila Harden she was the bomb when it came down to the nitty gritty she left no rock un-turned his ass was going down.
It was just about eight when my phone buzzed and my country ass secretary said "Ms. Long you have a call on line 1," I blew out my frustrations because how many times have I told this heifer to stop chewing gum "Who is it, Melanie?" she kind of huffed, I knew she was not catching and attitude "Um, She said her name was Shania or something like that" still popping that damn gum oh, I hated that shit "Put here through and when I'm done we need to talk" she huffed, one more time and her ass was a goner "Yes, Ma'am" she replied. "Whatever" I thought, trying to get on my good side wasn't gone cut it.
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